By M. R. Bawa Muhaiyaddeen
Real love, Forgiveness, Cultivating the guts, and everlasting Youth;comprise a suite of discourses that provide a glimpse into a few of the wonders of God. the character and secret of God s love is defined a love that doesn't holiday or fail, an never-ending, unfathomable love with out or attachment. within the bankruptcy titled Forgiveness, M.R. Bawa Muhaiyaddeen (Ral), explains that God doesn't punish us or forsake us, yet treats us with unlimited persistence, and keeps to forgive the faults we devote out of lack of understanding, till the final breath.
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