I used to think that my fear of realtime phone calls is because of a certain-childhood-experience-induced phobia.
But now, I think it has got more to do with my sorry-my-cacated-ear-can't-get-you ear.
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one unworthy life given to the Almighty; one seeking heart turning back to meet Him in an embrace; a pair of unclean hands held out to be cleansed by the blood of the Son of God. This is a walk trailing the path treaded by Yesus Kristus.
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