Brenda F. Etheridge

  • God Keeps His Promises

    My son Breean always managed to be out of town on New Year's Eve and unable to attend services with his father and me, but not this time. He had been promising to come with us for years, and finally, on December 31, 2001, he did.

    When Breean embraced me to tell me Happy New Year, I hugged him and spoke prophetically into his ear. "This will be your year," I said.

    "You are beginning a brand-new phase in your life, and it commences this year. You realize that you are chosen of God, chosen to transform the atmosphere all around you."

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