Bought with a Price

While I was breaking bread this morning, I saw a vision of a pawn shop and its shelves were packed full, as pawn shops always are. But I saw no jewelry or other items. Every surface was packed with the souls of men and women. The pawnbroker was the devil himself, gloating over all the... Continue Reading →

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