Desperately Holding On: Beautiful Truths for Difficult Seasons

What happens when ancient words meet your everyday struggles? In this moving conclusion to our journey through Hebrews, we discover how the magnificent truths we've explored translate into beautiful ordinary moments of loving and living.

The episode opens with a musical reminder that God doesn't give His hardest battles to His strongest soldiers—He fights them for us. This vulnerable melody sets the perfect tone for receiving Hebrews' final words of practical wisdom and lasting hope.

Through vivid storytelling, we're transported to an ancient village where a weathered scribe delivers the letter's conclusion. After twelve chapters exploring how Jesus is better than everything that came before—better than angels, Moses, earthly priests, and temple sacrifices—we now discover what these profound truths mean for our daily walk. The practical instructions in Hebrews 13 aren't just religious obligations but natural expressions of hearts transformed by grace: continuing in mutual love, showing hospitality to strangers, remembering prisoners, honoring marriage, finding contentment, and following godly leaders.

The chapter's powerful reminder that "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever" anchors us in an unchanging reality amid life's constant fluctuations. And its magnificent benediction assures us that the God who raised Jesus from death is working in and through us, equipping us for every good work.

As our scribe companion reminds us, "The letter is complete, but the story it tells—your story, lived out in acts of love and faith and hope—that story is just beginning to unfold." What will you carry with you from these thirteen chapters of grace? How will the better covenant, better sacrifice, and better hope shape your everyday moments?

Join us for this touching finale where theology becomes biography, and ancient wisdom transforms modern living. Then continue the adventure as we explore more treasures in God's Word together.

Music Credit: "Holding On" by AFTR

Episode Transcript

In the Field Audio Bible (05:14):
The morning sun climbs slowly over
the ancient hills, casting longshadows across the weathered
stones of the village square.
After many months of walkingthese dusty paths together, you
and the scribe have reached thefinal stretch of a remarkable
journey.
The scroll in his weatheredhands has grown familiar, its
edges softened by countlesscareful unrollings.

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Its words, having painted vividpictures of faith, hope and
endurance across the canvas ofyour heart, today feels
different.
There's a weight in the air,not heavy with burden but rich

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with completion, like the momentwhen a master craftsman sets
down his tools and steps back toadmire the finished work.
The scribe's pace is moredeliberate this morning, his
eyes lingering on familiarlandmarks, as if seeing them
through the lens of all you'vediscovered together.

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The olive groves whisper withthe same wind that has carried
you through discussions ofangels and priests, of sacrifice
and sanctuary, of running therace with endurance.
You walk together toward thevillage, where the road splits,
at the edge of the village, onepath leading back toward the

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familiar streets.
You've wandered through 13chapters of Hebrews, the other
stretching toward distanthorizons, toward the practical
living of all you have learned.
Here, beneath the spreadingbranches of an ancient sycamore
tree whose roots run deep intothe rocky soil, the scribe

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pauses and turns to face you.
His eyes hold the quietsatisfaction of a teacher who
has faithfully delivered hismessage, yet also the tender
concern of a friend who knowsthe real journey is just
beginning.
The j Journey is just beginning.

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We have walked far together,softly, his voice he says
softly, carrying the accumulatedwisdom of all the sacred words
you have shared.
We have spoken of betterthings: a better covenant, a
better sacrifice, a better hope.
We have looked to the unseencity whose builder and maker is
God.

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But now, my friend, we mustspeak of how to live.
While we wait for that city tocome, the morning light filters
through the leaves above,dappling the ground with
patterns of gold and green.
Around you, the villagecontinues its ancient rhythms.

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Merchants prepare their stalls,children chase each other
through narrow alleyways, andwomen draw water from the well.
Yet there's something eternal inthis moment, as if the boundary
between the sacred text andeveryday life has grown thin,

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almost transparent.
The scribe carefully unfurlsthe scroll one final time, his
fingers tracing the closingwords of this magnificent letter
.
These last instructions, hewhispers, are not merely
suggestions for better living.

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They are the practicaloutworking of everything we've
discovered about who God is andwhat he has done.
They are love letters writtento hearts that have been changed
by grace, roadmaps for soulslearning to live in the light of
eternity.

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As a gentle breeze stirs thedust at your feet, carrying with
it the mingled scents of bread,baking, incense burning, and
wildflowers blooming in hiddencorners, you sense that this
conclusion is also a beginning.
The scribe's weathered handshold not just the end of a

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letter, but the launching pointfor a life transformed by truth.
But the launching point for alife transformed by truth.
Come, he says, gesturing towarda small stone bench carved into
the hillside, overlooking thevalley where your journey began.
Let us sit in this place whereendings meet beginnings, and

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listen to these final words thatare meant to echo in our hearts
long after the scroll is rolledaway.
Let us learn how love is to belived, how hospitality opens
heaven's doors, how contentmentbecomes our strength, and how
the God of peace equips us forevery good work.

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The village spreads below youlike a living parable, each home
a heart, each street, a choice,each gathering place, an
opportunity to live out therevolutionary love that has been
the heartbeat of every chapteryou have explored together, of
every chapter you have exploredtogether.

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Here, in this quiet moment,suspended between the sacred
text and the sacred calling tolive it out, you prepare to
receive these final gifts ofwisdom.
The scribe's voice grows softer, more intimate, as if sharing
secrets meant only for your ears.

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These are not burdensomecommands, he says, but
invitations to joy.
They are the natural overflowof hearts that have been
captured by the beauty of Christ, the practical expressions of
souls that have found their truehome in Him.
They are love made visible,faith made tangible, hope made

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real, in the ordinary moments ofextraordinary lives.
As the sun climbs higher,warming the stone beneath you
and painting the distantmountains in shades of purple
and gold, you feel the weight ofgratitude settling in your
chest.

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This journey through Hebrews hasbeen more than an exploration
of ancient words.
It has been a transformation ofvision, a reorientation of
heart, a discovery of what itmeans to live as citizens of
heaven.
While walking the dusty roadsof earth, the scribe looks at

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you with eyes full of affectionand anticipation.
Are you ready, he asked gently,to hear how the story of grace
becomes the story of your dailylife?
Are you prepared to discoverhow the magnificent truths we've
explored together translateinto the beautiful, ordinary

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moments of the loving?
Well, the scroll rustles softlyin the morning breeze, its
final chapter waiting to unfoldlike a flower, opening to the
sun around you.
The world continues.
It continues its ancient danceof work and rest, struggle and

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joy, questions and discoveries.
But here, in this sacred spacebetween heaven and earth,
between revelation and response,you prepare to receive the
closing movement of thissymphony of grace.
Now let's take a moment to quietour hearts and listen to the

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word itself.
Let these final instructionssink deep into your spirit, not
as burdens to bear, but asinvitations to flourish, whether
you're sitting in a quiet placeor out in the world.
Allow scripture to meet youright where you are.
Let's listen now to what thescribe, led by the Spirit, wrote

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for those learning to live asstrangers and pilgrims, for
those discovering what it meansto love without pretense, and
for those who need to rememberwe serve a God who equips us for
every good work.
I hope you have your favoritecup of tea or coffee.

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Sit back, relax, and let's stepinto the sacred text of the
Epistle to the Hebrews 13.
The beautiful conclusion to ourjourney together through this
magnificent letter, the Epistleto the Hebrews 13.

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Let mutual love continue.
Do not neglect to showhospitality to strangers, for by
doing that, some haveentertained angels without
knowing it.
Remember those who are inprison as though you were in
prison with them.
Those who are being tortured asthough you yourselves were

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being tortured.
Let marriage be held in honorby all and let the marriage bed
be kept undefiled, for God willjudge fornicators and adulterers
.
Keep your lives free from thelove of money and be content
with what you have, for he hassaid I will never leave you or

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forsake you.
So we can say with confidence,the Lord is my helper, I will
not be afraid.
What can anyone do to me?
Remember your leaders, thosewho spoke the word of God to you
.
Consider the outcome of theirway of life and imitate their

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faith.
Jesus Christ is the sameyesterday and today and forever.
Do not be carried away by allkinds of strange teachings, for
it is well for the heart to bestrengthened by grace, not by
regulations about food whichhave not benefited those who

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observe them.
We have an altar from whichthose who officiate in the tent
have no right to eat, for thebodies of those animals whose
blood is brought into thesanctuary by the high priest as
a sacrifice for sin are burnedoutside the camp.
Therefore, Jesus also sufferedoutside the city gate in order

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to sanctify the people by hisown blood.
Let us, then, go to him outsidethe camp and bear the abuse he
endured, for here we have nolasting city, but we are looking
for the city that is to comethrough Him.
Then let us continually offer asacrifice of praise to God that

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is the fruit of lips thatconfess his name.
Do not neglect to do good andto share what you have, for such
sacrifices are pleasing to God.
Obey your leaders and submit tothem, for they are keeping
watch over your souls and willgive an account.
Let them do this with joy andnot with sighing, for that would

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be harmful to you.
Pray for us.
We are sure that we have aclear conscience, desiring to
act honorably in all things.
I urge you all the more to dothis so that I may be restored

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to you very soon.
Now may the God of peace whobrought back from the dead.
Our Lord Jesus, the greatshepherd of the sheep, by the
blood of the eternal covenant,make you complete in everything
good, so that you may do hiswill, working among us, that
which is pleasing in his sight.
Through Jesus Christ, to whombe the glory forever and ever.

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Amen.
I appeal to you, brothers andsisters, bear with my word of
exhortation, for I have writtento you briefly.
I want you to know that ourbrother Timothy has been set
free and if he comes in time, hewill be with me when I see you.
Greet all your leaders and allthe saints.

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Those from Italy send yougreetings.
Grace, be with all of you.

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The Afternoon Sun.
Sit together on the weatheredstone bench, the final words of
the letter still echoing in thestillness between you.
The scroll lies gently rolledin his lap, its leather ties
secured with the reverence ofone who has just delivered a
sacred trust.
Around you, the world continuesits timeless rhythm.

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A shepherd's flute drifts fromdistant hills, children's voices
rise and fall like music fromthe marketplace below, and the
evening breeze carries themingled fragrances of jasmine,
fresh bread and the earthysweetness of ripening figs.
Sweetness of ripening figs.

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The scribe's weathered handsrest quietly on the scroll, his
fingers tracing its smoothsurface, as if reluctant to let
go of this companion that hascarried you both through such
profound depths of truth.
His eyes, bright with theaccumulated wisdom of 13

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chapters, turn toward thehorizon where the first evening
stars begin to pierce thedeepening blue.
It is finished, he whispers,his voice carrying both
satisfaction and a tendermelancholy.
The letter has been delivered,the message complete, but oh, my

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friend, how the real journeynow begins.
You feel the weight of thismoment settling around you Like
the soft woolen cloak.
The scribe draws closer againstthe cooling air.
The rough-hewn fabric, dyeddeep blue with indigo from the
distant lands, speaks ofjourneys taken and stories

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carried.
His sandals, worn smooth bycountless miles on dusty roads,
rest beside yours, on theancient stone, two pairs of feet
that have walked togetherthrough revelations of angels
and priests of tabernacles andsacrifices.
Of faith that moves mountainsand love that never fails.

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Do you remember?
The scribe asked softly, hisvoice like gentle water flowing
over smooth stones.
Where did we begin this journeytogether?
Do you recall those first wordsabout God speaking in these
last days through His Son?
His eyes meet yours, warm, withthe intimacy of shared

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discovery.
We have traveled from thatmountaintop revelation down into
the valleys of practical love,from the heights of theological
wonder to the beautiful ordinarymoments where grace becomes
visible in acts of kindness.
The village below begins to glowwith the warm light of oil

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lamps flickering to life inwindows and doorways.
Smoke rises and thin grayribbons from cooking fires
carrying the rich aromas ofroasted lamb, fresh herbs and
the sweet scent of honey cakesbaking for the evening meal.
A woman's voice drifts up froma nearby courtyard singing an

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ancient song of praise, hermelody weaving through the
evening air like a golden threadconnecting heaven to earth.
The scribe stands slowly, thescroll cradled against his chest
like a precious child, his robe, woven from the finest linen

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and bordered with threads ofpurple and gold, catches the
last rays of sunlight,transforming him into a figure
that seems to bridge the gapbetween the earthly and the
eternal.
Walk with me once more, he says, extending his hand towards you
.
Let us trace our steps backthrough this village where we

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have learned so much, and speakof what these words mean for the
path that stretches ahead.
Together.
You rise and begin to walkslowly down the winding stone
path that leads back into theheart of the village.
Your footsteps echo softlyagainst the worn stones, each

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step, a gentle percussionmarking the rhythm of reflection
.
The scribe's voice rises andfalls like a gentle stream as he
speaks.
We have learned that Jesus isbetter, better than angels,
better than Moses, better thanany earthly priest.
We have discovered that hissacrifice was once and for all,

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that his covenant is written onour hearts, that his city awaits
us beyond the veil of thistemporary world.
Veil of this temporary world.
As you pass beneath an archwaycarved with ancient symbols of
faith, clusters of grapes,sheaves of wheat and the

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seven-branched lampstand, thescribe pauses and turns to face
you.
The dying light catches thesilver threads in his beard and
his eyes hold depths ofcompassion that seem to reflect
the very heart of the letteryou've journeyed through
together.
But see how it beautifully ends.
He whispers, his voice thick,with emotion, not with complex

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theology or distant promises,but with the simplest, most
profound instructions Love oneanother, show hospitality,
remember those in prison, honormarriage, be content, obey your
leaders, pray for us.
A group of children runs past,their laughter, bright as silver

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bells, their bare feetpattering against the stones
like gentle rain.
One pauses to look back at youboth with curious dark eyes,
before being called away by hismother's voice, the scribe

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watches them disappear around acorner, a smile playing at the
corners of his mouth.
This is how the letter lives,he says softly, not in grand
cathedrals or scholarly debates,but in the laughter of children
and the welcome given tostrangers and the bread shared
with the hungry and the comfortoffered to the grieving.

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You continue walking togetherthrough the narrow streets, past
workshops where craftsmen areputting away their tools for the
day.
A potter covering his clayvessels with damp cloths.
A weaver carefully folding hercolorful threads.
A carpenter running hisweathered hand along the smooth
surface of a finished table.
The scribe nods to each one,his greeting, carrying the

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warmth of someone who sees thesacred in the ordinary, the
eternal in the temporal.
Do you see?
He asks, gesturing toward thescene of daily life unfolding
around you.
This is where the letter ofHebrews becomes the life of
Hebrews In the potter's patienceas he shapes the clay, in the

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weaver's careful attention toeach thread, in the carpenter's
dedication to creating somethingbeautiful and lasting.
Each act of faithful work, eachmoment of genuine love, each
choice to trust when the way isunclear, these are the living
words of the letter we haveshared.

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As you reach the central squarewhere your journey began so many
episodes ago, the scribe stopsbeside the ancient well where
women still come to draw wateras their mothers and
grandmothers did before them.
The stone is worn smooth bycountless hands, countless ropes
, countless vessels lowered intoits depths.

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Above you, the first starsappear like scattered diamonds
against the deepening purple ofthe sky, and the evening star
burns bright and steady in thewest.
The scribe carefully unties theleather cords that bind the
scroll and allows it to unfurlone last time.

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The parchment whispers in thegentle breeze and in the
flickering light of nearbytorches, you can see the elegant
script that has carried youthrough such profound truths.
His finger traces the finallines with tender reverence.
His finger traces the finallines with tender reverence.
Now, may the God of peace, whobrought back from the dead our

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Lord Jesus, the great shepherdof the sheep, by the blood of
the eternal covenant, make youcomplete in everything good, so
that you may do His will,working among us, that which is
pleasing in his sight, throughJesus Christ, to whom be the

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glory forever and ever.
Amen.
As he speaks these closingwords, his voice grows stronger,
more resonant, as if theblessing itself is taking root
in the very air around you.
The words seem to shimmer withtheir own light, settling over

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you like a mantle of grace, acovering of peace that
transforms the ordinary intosomething sacred and eternal.
This is not goodbye, the scribe, says, his eyes bright with
unshed tears of joy.
This is commissioning, this issending.

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This is the moment wheneverything we have learned
together becomes the foundationfor everything you will live
tomorrow and the next day andall the days that follow, until
you see him face to face.
He rolls the scroll carefully,his movements deliberate and
reverent, then places it gentlyin a leather satchel worn smooth

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by years of faithful carrying.
The letter is complete, hewhispers, but the story it tells
, your story, lived out in actsof love and faith and hope.
That story is just beginning tounfold.
The night air grows cooler,filled with the sounds of a

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village settling into peacefulrest, doors closing softly,
voices calling gentle goodnights.
The stars grow brighter, andyou can almost hear the echo of
that great cloud of witnessescheering you on in the race that

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is set before you.
The scribe places a gentle handon your shoulder, his touch,
warm and steady.
Remember, He says his voicecarries the weight of all the
truth you've shared.
You are not walking this pathalone.
The great shepherd goes beforeyou, the cloud of witnesses

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surrounds you, and the God ofpeace, the same God who raised
Jesus from the dead, He isworking in you and through you
to accomplish his good pleasure.
As you stand together in thequiet square, surrounded by the
gentle sounds of evening and thesoft glow of starlight, you

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feel the profound truth of thismoment.
The letter to the Hebrews hasended, but its message lives on
in your heart, in your choices,in the way you love and serve
and trust.
You are part of the continuingstory, a living epistle being
written by the same spirit whoinspired these ancient words.

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The scribe smiles, his faceradiant with the peace that
passes understanding.
Go now, he whispers, and maythe grace of our Lord, Jesus
Christ, be with your spirit.
May you run with endurance therace set before you.
May you love without pretenseand may you never forget.

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You are citizens of a bettercountry, heirs of promises that
will never fade.
So, dear friend, as our journeythrough Hebrews comes to a close
, what will you carry with youfrom these 13 chapters of grace?
How will the better covenant,the better sacrifice, the better

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hope shape the way you love andlive and trust?
Thank you for walking with methrough every chapter of this
magnificent letter.
I pray that you carry thesetruths with you not as distant
theology, but as livingrealities that transform your
ordinary moments intoextraordinary expressions of

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faith, hope, and love.
If this journey through Hebrewshas encouraged your heart, take
a moment to share it withsomeone who might need to hear
about the better things God hasprepared for those who love him.
And though our time in Hebrewsis complete, the adventure
continues.
There are more letters toexplore, more stories to

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discover, more truths to uncoveras we keep walking together
through the scriptures.
This is In the Field Audio Bible, where we Listen to the Bible

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One Chapter at a Time.