I grew up the son of a Presbyterian preacher, living and breathing and smelling and tasting Presbyterianism. I had only a handful of church experiences outside of it. I visited a Baptist church as a child. Hot Dogs and Salvation. I visited the Methodist Church across the street. Smiley people with nicer cars. I worshiped withContinue reading “Presbyterian Faith Healer”
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Salvation and Hot Dogs
Being a twin means sharing. We sometimes shared Christmas presents. We shared a room together. We wore the same clothes, but with different colors. Paul always got the crap colors. We shared friends. We shared many childhood memories. And we shared crushes. I have an important shared memory with Paul. I called him this morning toContinue reading “Salvation and Hot Dogs”
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