As a child, I seemed to have an “inherited” propensity to take risks. It came from my dad’s side (wink). Risks do not necessarily take account of wishes or best interest of others. For example, at age nine, when I tried to exercise my newfound faith to fell a tree in my front yard, . . .
Read MoreIn my last blog - The Great Exchange, Part 1, we looked at the misinterpretation of my young mind from the word “love” to the word “please” in God’s greatest commandment, the commandment to love . . . .
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