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For my blog "Prompt: How do you feel about your upbringing and your awareness of spiritual things? How would you describe your life with God now?"

When I was very young, just a toddler, my parents went to church regularly. My dad was the deacon and led singing. Then he was accused of a crime that was later proven he did not commit. He did four years in prison and it sort of ruined him. He got out and we attended church off and on for awhile. Then my sister died as a toddler and we never went back. I was saved when I was 18 fell away quickly. I was saved for real at the ripe old age of nine but walked away. Even though i walked away Jesus never left me. He saw me through overdoses, car wrecks, heart attacks, and many other things that should have killed me because He had designs on my life. Today, I am in seminary with a 3.94 GPA going into my third year. I am a preacher and God has given me a glimpse of a spectacular future.


For my blog Prompt: I was cruising the galaxy with Buck Rogers and found this planet: Jacky writes
 The Sled  (E)
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This sounds like my sister and I. We had a bicycle on which the chain had broken on the way home. She was riding in the handlebars. We were at the top of a hill with a huge turn at the bottom on a bike with no brakes. We took off down this hill, about a half mile down. She was in the handlebars so I could barely steer and had no brakes. We were going so fast there was no way to stop. We hit the S turn at the bottom of the grade doing at least fifty. I tried to steer through the turn and up the oncoming hill. Instead we missed the turn, went into the forest, hit a log and flipped the bike. I cut my arm and she bloodied her mouth and chipped a tooth. She rose from the ground bloody and laughing and said "Let's push it back to the top and do it again."

We would have but I had broken my wrist and could no longer grip the handlebar to balance the bike.


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