But the real reason that I have been at that church almost every Sunday since for over seven years is that Jesus was there. I walked in and there he was. He was in every face in every pew. I saw him. I felt the spirit in the air. It was humming.
“You find a way for God to work through you, and you understand what you are meant to do to make the kingdom of God appear here on earth.”
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