I have a picture somewhere, lost temporarily and forever in the “accumulation”, of me and my mother out on a stadium field. I’m going down to kneel in the grass and give my life to Christ. It must have been … Continue reading
I have a picture somewhere, lost temporarily and forever in the “accumulation”, of me and my mother out on a stadium field. I’m going down to kneel in the grass and give my life to Christ. It must have been … Continue reading