Sam The Lion
It was Sunday evening. Jesus’ closest disciples were hiding in an upper room, behind locked doors. They were grim, dejected, fearful. Nothing had changed since the Good Friday debacle. There
It was Sunday evening. Jesus’ closest disciples were hiding in an upper room, behind locked doors. They were grim, dejected, fearful. Nothing had changed since the Good Friday debacle. There
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