For which I am suffering, bound with chains as a criminal. But the word of God is not bound!
Submitted by Clyde Williams.
My brother and me, Christimas 1990 (?) or so. Of all the people in the world, my brother is the first person I would call if I was in trouble, and he knows I would do just about anything for him. In a world of frayed connections and family squabbles, it is a incredible gift to have a strong bond with my baby brother.
Rev., I Like your take on this, I forgot about being bound by blood and experience.