Tuesday 16 February 2016

Happy birthday to my mum (Psalms 2:7-9)


Let me tell you what GOD said next. He said, "You're my son, (son means offspring ; it means either male or female)

And today is your birthday.

What do you want? Name it: Nations as a present? continents as a prize?


You can command them all to dance for you, Or throw them out with tomorrow's trash."

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