I come from a long line of faithful saints. My great-grandparents left their village in the Molotschna colonies of Russia and came to America where they knew they would be able to practice their Christianity without fear of retribution from the government. The truth of salvation through Jesus was passed from generation to generation. My family is not wealthy from a worldly viewpoint, but I think I’ve been given the best heritage of all: a legacy of faith in Jesus Christ. Nothing of earthly value, no matter how costly, can compare to eternity in Heaven. What a beautiful heritage! A heritage of joy unspeakable, an indescribable blessing.
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