The Jesus Journals
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Have a seat & enjoy a cupcake while I take you on a wild ride called life.
Through the eyes of....well ME. This story is based on a journal I keep and my thoughts and feelings as both teenager(now decrepit old man at 29 😆 ) and a Christian. I'm sure this may not appeal to everyone. However, THIS IS BOOK COMES FROM A HUMAN POV!!!! I am a Christian, but I am also human and go through life's gray areas as well
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