SINNER OR SAINT ✔️
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Last published Fri, May 9, 2025
A sinner is like fire . A saint is like a candle.
They both cannot live in Union one has to consume, devour and control they order .Destined by faith they will reunite and form that union ,the question is was the Sinner really there to consume or was it faith that made it that way
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