How about we be the light of Jesus Christ? There are things we tend to forget when fear becomes the driving force. The w — Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
How about we be the light of Jesus Christ? There are things we tend to forget when fear becomes the driving force. The w — Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
How about we be the light of Jesus Christ? There are things we tend to forget when fear becomes the driving force. The w — Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
How about we be the light of Jesus Christ? There are things we tend to forget when fear becomes the driving force. The w — Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
How about we be the light of Jesus Christ? There are things we tend to forget when fear becomes the driving force. The w — Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
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How about we be the light of Jesus Christ? There are things we tend to forget when fear becomes the driving force. The world is filled with a lot of questions now; what do we do? Who do we elect? How do we fix this? Some people feel powetless in those ways. Helpless, hopeless, confused, overwhelmed.What do we do?My answer: Stop looking for practical advice "don't be afraid " "those who are with us are more than those who are with them"2 kings 6:16

— Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder
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