In 2004 I went on a Youth in Action trip to Redford, Michigan. We were canvassing the neighborhood in our 15-passenger van when we pulled up to a new street with fresh doors to knock on. As I got out of the van, I felt a pain in my right side. I had felt this pain...
I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.
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