He came victorious into my Father's kingdom—not to destroy, but to bind. He was to marry one of my sisters. He thought I was the youngest son. Too late I realized that his gaze was looking for more than truth.
He came victorious into my Father's kingdom—not to destroy, but to bind. He was to marry one of my sisters. He thought I was the youngest son. Too late I realized that his gaze was looking for more than truth.