True Story One day as a teenager I was sitting on the back porch at my grandmother’s house. My grandmother lived on one street, and my mother lived on the next street. Their backyards were connected, separated by a fence. But there was a gate...
First Century Christianity in Every Church
True Story One day as a teenager I was sitting on the back porch at my grandmother’s house. My grandmother lived on one street, and my mother lived on the next street. Their backyards were connected, separated by a fence. But there was a gate...