Transformation of mind
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We are the generation for Christ .
we need to be like him
we can do all things through Christ who is our source of strength
So..this book is just for edification and an effort of mine to change into a better person and draw near to him..
I am not a writing person but to combat with the devil and practice what I tell so I can stop being a luke warm christian..I have started this jotting down my experiences with my saviour including a few advices I have received from various preachers and men of God
in this book I want to touch all aspects of youthful life..and all are welcome for discussion,advices, corrections.
hope you give it a try and accompany me in this journey to perfection.
Matt 5:48
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