Following a bout with Polio back in 1955, when I returned home and walked out into the bright sunshine on Reservoir Hill, I began a walk with my Savior that has lasted until today. I respect your right to worship as you choose. I expect the same courtesy. I'm a sinner; my old robe of flesh catches on this and snags on that and hinders my every effort to be perfect. Second only to my faith is my pursuit of America's principles of liberty and justice for all. I have no regrets for my efforts to support the rights of every other sinner to enjoy freedom, seek fulfillment, and worship or not, just as they feel called. At age 72, I'm prayed up and ready to go. My sins are washed away by my faith and the precious blood of my Savior, and I'm not the least bit hesitant to stand before God, warts and all, and face eternity. SC
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