What was your most ridiculous prayer?

I had this habit, when I was little, of sitting on a stool beside our stereo casette player every midday. I would listen to worship songs and sing along with Don Moen or Steve Kuban or whose voice that was. A lyric card lie unfolded on my hand. No one in my clan scolded me for... Continue Reading →

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