So often during my day a flash of my past will flood my consciousness. It’s truly strange because nothing precipitated it. I’ll remember something I said or did that was truly wretched, and it shocks me so much that I say, “Jesus is Lord” or “Lord, have mercy.” It’s something so automatic, like the need to say “bless you” when someone sneezes.
If anythi…
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