My Mom is just like Yeshua

Like Samuel in his linen ephod,  a little girl hearing the voice of the LORD (only, she was taken from her father, not given to the LORD) Like Solomon, hearing a bereaved mother [only, make that a bereaving mother, and (how is this possible?) a five-year-old Shlomo] Like Tamar at twelve, violated, with no avengingContinue reading “My Mom is just like Yeshua”