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 We offer Bible studies in English for those who want to practice their English. It is a way to get somebody who would not normally study the Bible to get a taste for God's Word. 

We invited the students to get together at the all-you-can-eat pizza place. Most are still taking precautions about getting out in public, but some came, and we spent the night speaking in English, discussing the Bible and plans for 2021, and eating pizza. 

Let God give us an abundance of opportunities for His Kingdom and the vision to take advantage of them in 2021!



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