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Mar 2014
In a special room put aside for prayer in the wee hours I went to pray. My three young sons came to join me one by one, holding their pillows each day.
As they climbed into bed each night, I played the Bible tapes, so the Word of God could fill they heads.   Their souls were being constantly edified, as the words were being read.
Now that my sons are grown, they became Ministers of God.  It truly give me great joy watching them, when they are preaching about the Lord.
It is important to train our children in the word, at an early age.  Then you will watch them develop into men and women of God, when they reach that final stage.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
(United States)   
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