The Persecuted Church
As I was falling asleep one night, I ‘heard’ the wail and weeping of hundreds of souls in deep travail.
As I was falling asleep one night, I ‘heard’ the wail and weeping of hundreds of souls in deep travail.
In the secret of God’s tabernacle no enemy can find us, and no troubles can reach us. The pride of
The world has lost the power to blush over its vice; the Church has lost her power to weep over
Do not be afraid to allow the Holy Spirit to reveal any unforgiveness or bitterness. The longer you hide it,
Prodigal sons, forgiven and reconciled with their heavenly Father, could they do other than forgive one another? A fellowship of