Poems by Ruth Bell Graham

Look o’er the fields about you — riveted, hilled with graves; no one can count the number of those who perished as slaves; slaves to the sin they were born in, knowing not God or His Light; died without God’s great salvation, died in the darkness of night. Look o’er …

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EXPECT DELAYS

Don’t you just love it?  You are driving along and suddenly you come across road construction.  You have an idea what is involved; you slow down and traffic bunches up and sometimes you come to a halt.  Flag people stop you and then wave you on.  Sometimes you stay for …

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