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Grieving God: My Journey with Religious Trauma (Part 2)
She asked "Why aren't you wearing any flip flops in here? You're going to get a fungus! And it's easier to carry all your stuff with a shower caddy." I responded, "I don't have money for those things." And she said, "It's like less than ten dollars where you work." I was too embarrassed to respond so I didn't. I just thought to myself, it's either a shower caddy or ez mac.
Jun 115 min read


Grieving God: My Journey with Religious Trauma (Part 1)
I was on fire for Jesus. I believed that if Heaven was real, and Hell was for eternity, it was my responsibility to tell as many people as possible about Jesus. I couldn't bear the idea that they may burn in Hell.
May 155 min read
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