Me and Kayce at the “Y”
A new book, "Putting Together the Puzzle of the New Testament," by Columbia International University President Bill Jones will help you piece together the New Testament. It's a ministry tool that traces the events that occur in each of the eight historical periods of the New Testament, and follows the same format as its prequel, “Putting Together the Puzzle of the Old Testament.” The book answers six investigative questions for each period: What, How, When, Where, Who and Why? The “Why?” sections highlight God’s heart for the nations which climaxes in the book of Revelation when one future day in heaven representatives from every tribe, tongue and nation will worship our Lord Jesus Christ as the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. The book is published by Authentic Media.For more information, contact the CIU bookstore at (800) 777-2227, ext. 5263 or Bookstore@ciu.edu.
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