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All my life I’ve felt that something about religion and our culture didn’t add up. Something was missing. Something else was counterfeit. I’ve felt this way even as a young child, 6-7 year’s old, sitting in Sunday school surrounded by other happily singing children. As I grew older and became an adult, I rejected the Word as it was presented as being a package deal with organized religion.
Decades later, after years of hard won wisdom and spurred by an urgent need for personal growth, I revisited my sense of discordance to try and resolve it.
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This touched my spirit. So beautifully written. Brother no one can save anyone, that is Jesus's job, But we can pray for them and love them where they are at. The Holly Spirit will draw them, We believers are the salt and light . Just be ready to give a account of the hope that is in you which is Jesus. Sing and dance this is Glory days Rejoice and be glad for everything. God's got this. You just work on getting your self Holy before God. Seek the Kingdom and all things will be added unto you. Honey in a short while you will be so busy sharing the truth, you'll say stop I'm tired....LOL hugs and love
