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.
Na, mo nga mea e patua ana ma nga whakapakoko: E mohio ana tatou kei a tatou katoa te matauranga. Ko ta te matauranga he whakapupuhi; ko ta te aroha ia he waihanga.
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