In closing, let me just thank God, on the floor of the House, for not turning away from us even though we seem to be turning away from Him.

There’s a stake in your fat black heart  And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you.  They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through.

Wes is Wes,” Alastair said. “One in every family. I love him, but I think of him as a sarcastic pet.

the idea that Jesus rose on the 'third day' was originally a theological construct, not a historical piece of information.

Written By Bart D. Ehrman

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