FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: LOST IN YELLOWSTONE (CHAPTER 25)
CHAPTER 25
“Lost letters, a horse named Roxy, and The Virginian.”
We had traveled a long way, and the end was almost in sight.
CHAPTER 25
“Lost letters, a horse named Roxy, and The Virginian.”
We had traveled a long way, and the end was almost in sight.
If you had the opportunity to speak to the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, she would probably tell you that one of my strengths is forgetting.
“For Christ has not entered the holy places made with hands, which are copies of the true, but into heaven itself, now to appear in the presence of God for us; not that He should offer Himself o
CHAPTER 24
“What do you sing to a Grizzly?”
The Grizzly stared at me for a long time, and then was satisfied.
Technically, Christmas is over... all over our living room floor, that is.
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