God is weak as a baby
Our God is weak as a baby, poor as a cattle stall, powerless as a condemned criminal, with us as a carpenter, with us as an itinerant preacher come to stay for months and we only a poor widow with not enough flour for one mouth, with us as a wandering lost person in the desert, with us like a wrestler in the night. What kind of a God is that??
:- Doug.
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