So, you're a typical human, sinner, defiled, unregenerate, son of Belial, let me tell you what you're in for, Christ is comin' again, forget world war, whether you were raised in the hood or baptized in Huggies, thinkin' you're good, living in a manse or a mansion, you're worse than you imagine. When that day
"So Paul stood in the midst of the Areopagus and said..."
How long O Lord before you kill these people the things they say and do are so sinful. Deep in the dark they lurk as if to cover up their deep rooted hatred for one another. They keep coming to hear the same things? 'Why," I ask, "when you wont obey these words I utter
The moon shone in a soft glow of silver light as he made his way to the seashore. His little foot caught on a root making him stumble but he knew better than to cry out. The blood trickling down his knee made no impression on his childish face. He had a mission.
