Miracles Always Happen Under A Tent ( A Gazebo Or A Canopy)!

As a young boy, the sight of a big tent in the open field at the edge of the city where I lived would bring shouts of joy. The big giant tent rising like a mega structure that wasn’t even there barely 24 hours ago would now assumed the porportions of a new metropolis, a […]

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