We are grateful to God for all the blessings we have
And we still count his side blessings every day,
again….
Wishing you all Happy Pentecost Days!
Pentecost Sunday9 June 2019
Pentecost Monday 10 June 2019
TODAY: Saturday the 8th of June 2019
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