Imus, Cavite
Our daughter in the faith, took the gospel with her on an errand in Cavite when she went with her dad to visit his mother. According to her this part of the city was bleak and dead. May the LORD raise up laborers in this place.
“Cry aloud, do not hold back, lift up your voice like a trumpet and show my people their transgression. Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled. The soul that sins shall surely die, but he that has the Son has eternal life. He that does not have the Son will not see life; instead the wrath of God remains on him.”
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