Pay me my mRoney
Don't trip over ya bootlaces boy.
Look to the Lord, he alone can save your soul. Call on his name... stop your wicked ways.
Pay me my mRoney
Don't trip over ya bootlaces boy.
Look to the Lord, he alone can save your soul. Call on his name... stop your wicked ways.
The Lord is my strength and my defense; he has become my salvation. He is my God, and I will praise him, my father's God
Phil 11-13
Verlang jy huistoe?
There's these girls coming by the office almost daily...selling samosas, small chicken and mince pies, koekisters (cape Malay version) and doughnuts....takes discipline not to succumb every time.
Blob, you know Rover's postings are in reaction...
“Food for the stomach and the stomach for food,” but God will destroy them both"
Moonrover, you are bang on the money. Good stuff.