
2:17
So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
A Christian Dad, drummer, addiction counselor, hockey fan, chess-player reflects on the Christian walk, with the hopes of: A) enticing those who are considering spiritual matters to look at Jesus, and B) Sounding a gong of recognition with fellow believers.
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