I treat my Bible like the salad bar at Denny’s. No, I don’t load it up with cucumber slivers and bacon bits. The thought of blue cheese drizzling over the gold-edged pages, pooling on…
I treat my Bible like the salad bar at Denny’s. No, I don’t load it up with cucumber slivers and bacon bits. The thought of blue cheese drizzling over the gold-edged pages, pooling on…