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Where’s the resurrection?

March 8, 2020
When I was first a Christian, I used to read about the time between the Hebrew Bible ending, and the New Testament beginning. There were 400 years of silence. God had promised a bunch. The Jews were waiting for a soldier King that would come to bring justice to their enemies, and build a kingdom&...
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