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Come Forward Asked to church by a friend… What church? God’s. What happens there? Everything. How much does it cost? Everything, no lie. What? I thought church was free? Nope. The door is open, the seats are empty, waiting to be filled by; all who dare ask…, all who dare to step into faith, with or without it, to find it and embrace it. I want what you have… No you don’t! What? It takes effort to accept that I will never be good enough and neither will you. We will always measure short. Nothing can be done. No one is perfect. Grace, a gift beyond measure, a price paid… precious, the tally too high in consideration for my meager soul, yet I am cherished as a treasure to Him. I will go to your “Church”. It is not a building as you know it to be. You are already there my friend. Remember that you asked to be, it was not pressed upon you. You have free will. You have it still. Free, you said it is not. Yet I have freewill, because God made me that way? Your questions are getting clearer, soon you will have your own answers. You used “God”, with honor and respect. You are correct, it is deserved. Soon, you will be… Humbled, by his presence in your life. Remember that you asked. Be careful and be ready, you can not unlearn the truth.

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