My Spiritual Journey....
I realize now how lucky I was to be raised by my parents who were both "spiritual" and "religious", although I was a little less appreciative of the latter for many years. I learned to read words and music before the age of five by singing Methodist hymns.
	We weren't Bible scholars, but, we did know the books of the Bible and The Ten Commandments by heart at an early age. Grace was said before our meals, although my usual version was:
"God is Great, God is Good, Let us Thank Him for our Food. Amen." Followed very quickly by stuffing myself with mashed potatoes.
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