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Jan 2016
The battles have been hard fought. We have been handed defeat. At every turn we show our frustration. We can't see how the fight can be won. That which our mortal minds will not realize, is that the war is already won. The fight had a culmination about 2000 years ago. On a lonely barren hill top, our captain was lain low. With what for any other man would be a mortal wound. Against all immorality and wickedness, he would prevail very soon. As he gave up his last breath, he returned to his heavenly home. From there he commands his armies, sitting on his eternal throne. He said I will return to give the victory to those who will believe. So we wait on Christ return, our victorious and eternal king.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
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