I once heard somebody call the Christians in the west, 'the Believers who live in the flatlands of Duty' where everything is measured and logical and planned, and oh, of course, there is a place for Jesus on a Sunday.
I once heard somebody call the Christians in the west, 'the Believers who live in the flatlands of Duty' where everything is measured and logical and planned, and oh, of course, there is a place for Jesus on a Sunday.
