Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. Vizsla came into our house in the middle of my prayer just in time to hear my spoken prayer asking God to be with Vizsla in his time of grief in the passing of his mother. So, he holds onto me now, as his brotherContinue reading “#59.6, Wednesday, August 14, 2024”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
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