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Imagine embarking on a treasure hunt ala Pirates of the Carribean…forsaking all else in search of treasure: Gold. Rubies. Emeralds. Pearls. Honor does not matter. Life holds no value. Mayhem, deceit, ... |
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Christmas began in a manger. Under the shimmering light of a star that shined brighter than any other, the first Christmas gift ever given lay wrapped in torn rags, not Hallmark’s finest wrapping pape ... |
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In God’s gift that first Christmas morning, we were offered personal access to a holy God. In coming to know Him as Savior we are given the opportunity for a holiness makeover…we can clothe ourselves ... |
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What would we find if we could step back into the stable in Bethlehem 2000 years ago? The pungent odor of straw, cattle, and sheep would meet us before our eyes could even acclimate to the dark, crowd ... |
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