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“Can I take a picture of your sign?”
“Whose side are you on?”
“God’s side.”
I believe I am.
“Bless you, sister. Here.”
He maneuvered the sign according to my directions, forgave my lamentable awkwardness with a camera and asked me where I was from. Then he hugged me. I think I felt something wet on my cheek. I’m praying it’s not what I thought it was.
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He was baptizing you.
Great coverage so far by all Scrogues (and Bonesparkle).
This is a short article that I happened on elsewhere.
I will say this;
Just as there are different pebbles you find on your walks
there will be different religious beliefs of people
that somehow have founded those beliefs by
looking at one facet of a diamond
that they have happened upon
along their walks.