Strolling with Jesus
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Última publicación dom, jul 31, 2016
We all remember waking to go to church. The sermons. The familiar stories including the gospels. Which goes in depth about Jesus life and His ministry. Well this is not exactly that. This is a walk with Jesus along the same stories. Him feeding the thousands. Him healing the sick. Him, famously, walking on water. These tell tale stories are a tribute to our Lord and savior. But placed in a much modern time. Lets call it another resurrection. In this day and age He encounters these familiar events that guide Him to His death. "Please let this cup pass beyond my lips. But Father, humbly I am your servant and Your will shall be done." Now with the city being worldwide celebrated in becoming the first and only city to be fully operational using solely electricity. His ministry has been pushed to the brinks of His final walk among the human race once again. So read as those stories of familiarity pops out at you as He rides a bus. Or visits a hospital. Or flee from the accusing eyes of witness that would rather see Him punished.
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