Like Alice down the rabbit hole, you tumble
Landing on your face, surrounded by tempting treats...Of the flesh.
Whiskey, beer and wine.
"To-kill-ya." Scotch. Empty pockets.
Better luck next time.
"What do we have for him, Johnny?"
This bread is my BODY.
This wine is my BLOOD.
Three days dead;
I came back for you.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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