Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.” Then he lay down and slept under the… [Read More]
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pastor ron
It was November 2002 and on that particular Saturday I was standing in a mountain of laundry crying my eyes out when I saw him at the door. David, our friend from up over the mountain in Tennessee was returning a Buck goat to our herd – he had borrowed him! I quickly dried my… [Read More]