I awoke this morning with the flu in full possession of my body...
I know thy works, that thou hast a
name that thou livest, and art dead.
I just returned to my cell after attending the Christmas Eve service in the prison's chapel...
Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your
good works, and glorify your father which is in heaven.
The Lord is wonderful, loving and generous…
Put them in fear, O Lord: that the nations may
know themselves to be but men. Selah.
Earlier today, I wrote a letter to a young Christian who lives in England...