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José’s Feet

It was turning out to be a bad night at the Marin County shelter for the homeless in San Rafael, California. With rain pouring down and a temperature in the 40s, our gym-sized armory was nearing its capacity of 125. All the cots and sleeping mats had been assigned, but people were still coming, and in no time there were complaints about shortages. Soon some of the blacks and Latinos started accusing my fellow workers and me of racial favoritism. We were white.

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Dear Remnant,

I received a great blessing from the foot washing article in the last copy of the magazine. I too have a story to tell about my experience with my godly mother. It does work!

Last August my mother was put in my care until she died. The rest of the family wanted nothing to do with her daily care, such as washing her, feeding her and taking her to the doctor. Her precious body had heart disease and diabetes. Her legs were so painful that she would stay up and read her Bible through most of the night. I couldn’t stand to see her like that any longer.

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Konkomba Testimonies

"The LORD is good to all: and his tender mercies are over all his works. All thy works shall praise thee, O LORD; and thy saints shall bless thee. They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, and talk of thy power; To make known to the sons of men his mighty acts, and the glorious majesty of his kingdom." Psalms 145:9-12

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Caught By The Word

Dear Remnant,

Your publication is very precious to me. It provides sustenance in a "dry land." That is why I am reading every single jot and tittle contained in each copy. Praise our Lord for the people who have begun this good work, and who are now carrying on the work. He is and will be blessing you forever.

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The World Didn’t Satisfy Me

"He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord."

Psalm 40:2-3

These verses really describe what has happened to me during the last few months. In order for you to fully understand what took place, I should go back to my childhood. When I was three years old, I was taken away from my parents and placed in a foster home. In this foster home, I was exposed to witchcraft, drugs and a lot of evil things. Joseph & Elizabeth Tindall adopted me when I was almost seven years old. As I look back, I am so very thankful that the Lord allowed me to be placed in a Christian home, and that they were willing to endure me till I came to God.

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