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All my life Iβve felt that something about religion and our culture didnβt add up. Something was missing. Something else was counterfeit. Iβve felt this way even as a young child, 6-7 yearβs 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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I understand this, felt it all my life! ππΌππ»π«ππ»