You just confessed To a murder that you committed You’ve made a mess Your freedom has been forfeited...
One day, probably sooner than any of us realize, time will literally be out. Repent and believe in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
The ancient wisdom. Salvation. You.
On the last day when men are raised to stand before the Judge amazed Dead in sin but alive physically, what will their bodies be?
It's not going to end well for them.
"You didn't expect to be here? Me neither!"
Based on an actual conversation.
Pointed at the face of man constantly The bow of God strains tautly...
After reading the first 7 chapters of 1 Samuel, I was inspired to write this little poem.
— 1 Corinthians 3:12-15 "Now if any man builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw, each man’s work will become evident; for the day will show it because it is to be revealed with fire, and the fire itself will test the quality of each man’s work. If any man’s work which he has built on it remains, he will receive a reward. If any man’s work is burned up, he will suffer loss; but he himself will be saved, yet so as through fire."