what was it?
When I was little I prayed the prayer. You know, the Big One. Thinking about it now, asking Jesus into my heart, what a generous thing that was for me to do. I let him be there, in that sanctum. Was he grateful? Did he respect being on hallowed ground? Now that I think about it, he probably did no such thing, coming into my heart. If Jesus is who I think he is, he’d never be so invasive, so inappropriate.
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