I want to write about food that has been given as a gift in worship to a false god. We all know something about it. Knowing about it makes one feel important. But love makes one strong.
论 到 祭 偶 像 之 物 , 我 们 晓 得 我 们 都 有 知 识 。 但 知 识 是 叫 人 自 高 自 大 , 惟 有 爱 心 能 造 就 人 。
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