I SOLD MY SOUL
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Ongoing, First published May 31, 2018
The Christian life is fun and adventurous. Whether you are called to be a martyr or a reformer or even both, it is fun and filled with Joy in the Holy Ghost. 
God is love and the Spirit sheds abroad the love of Christ in your heart once you accept Jesus. 
Love begins in the son and it is propelled by the wheels of the Spirit. Right from the Garden of Eden till now, God is always coming in the cool of the day to have some fun with his kids. 
Although the fall of man stole that away from him, but he just can't let us go that easily that is why he had to come as a man to come restore back the broken marriage. 
It is time for sons and daughters of Zion to tend to their altar and go deep into the Holy of Holies and have fun with our Daddy. 
You sold your soul to Jesus once you confessed him, let us love him. As you go on through the pages of this book, may your heart explode in love and the ecstasy of the Godhead communion trills fill your soul rims to overflowing.
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