Persecuted for my faith: The peace that surpasses it all

The first time I stepped into a church was when I was 12 years old. In worship, I heard a song that resonated in my heart. It was as if I had found something I never knew I needed: The greatest love that anyone could ever know That overcame the cross and grave to find my … Continue reading Persecuted for my faith: The peace that surpasses it all