Son or Slave?

Son or Slave?

Hey hey hey!   Last week started pretty good as regards my prayer life, but there was a break towards the end. I just couldn't pray. It was like there was glue on my mouth. I finally decided to stop running and asked God to teach me to pray. The irony is that this was the night I felt His presence so strong in my room. Got me a bit scared sef. Like: God, this is so strong! (more…)
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