“Where’s the fruit?”
I remember a world where people were Godly. People walked in love, joy, peace, long suffering, kindness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.A community where neighbors loved neighbors. It was nothing strange about walking up to a neighbor in the store or in the street and giving them a hug or a hand shake. Maybe even helping with the kids or all of the sleep overs and the cookout...
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