Posted by Lori
It always feels so weird, writing my "testimony." First of all, I don't like the word "testimony." But, I guess it just means, "This is my story." So, I'll go with that.
THIS IS MY STORY!
I was born in the church. Well, okay, not physically "born" IN the church-- my momma did not GIVE BIRTH to me on a red crushed-velvet pew cushion! However, I probably first started going to church with my mom and sister when I was about 2 years old. (Dad joined us a few months later, after showing up for his first church service on a motorcycle, drunk as a skunk! Now he's a deacon in that very same church-- so it all worked out well!)
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Sunday, November 22, 2009
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