My Spiritual Journey....

Probably began before I was born.

But what I remember is that I was sitting in the bathtub at the age of five, contemplating whether a belief in Jesus as God was a necessary factor for salvation.

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I don't think I used those exact words...

It was probably more like:

"If I even wonder if Jesus is as important as God, will I be struck dead?"

I braced myself for a lightning strike, right there in the bathtub. It didn't come. Thus began a journey...