Jesus is not fluffy. He’s not some stained-glass halo wearing weakling. A statue. A relic. He’s the son of God. He’s the real deal.
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I got to celebrate my birthday in a place that stole my heart. With people that stole my heart. And I hope I never recover.
Author: Bec Oates. Have you ever eaten so much that your stomach felt uncomfortable? No,…