I would be a complete fake if I didn’t occasionally jump up on a stump, waive my arms James Waddel style (look him up) and state what I think is true. Whether you are a hedge fund manager, housewife or forklift driver, I believe there is nothing more essential to our human existence than to explore our relationship with the divine.
I’ve listened to many sermons and read many a book by a great theologian, but nothing has connected me to my fellow humans more than listening to others give their personal testimonies of how they came to believe. Before we get started, I’m wary of sounding judgmental, so let me state for the record, I’m a rotten scoundrel, a pettifogging slickster, self-centered rascal and a mean ole snake.
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