You Can Still Find the Church of the Bible

In 1942 when I was in Kansas City, someone stole my car. I had a new 1942 model NASH automobile. My car was gone! I did not know which way to turn. So I called the police. When they came, they began to ask questions. They asked, “What kind of car is it? What is the name of the car?”

Suppose I said, “It doesn’t make any difference about a name. Just got to find me a car.” Continue reading “You Can Still Find the Church of the Bible”