A Soul-Winner
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A woman of God who wanted to lead the broken generation in Christ, to be a soul winner is not easy. But how committed she is, to do the Great Commission despite challenges that she's going through.
Will she continue to walk or just give up along the way?
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Matthew 28:18-20
And Jesus came and spoke to them, saying, "All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age." Amen.
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