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When I was younger and knew not the signifiance of my calling in life I wondered when my true mission in life would start. My life went well according to others living during this pre-Christ era, plenty to keep me busy. Stock to tend, ground to plow. my only cause for rebuke from my parents was my LOUD mouth. Upon becoming of age I decided to leave home and truly live off the land. I'd eat whatever grew in the wild. Yell to the top of my lungs. That's when in the span of a winking eye my mission was revealed. I'd be telling others about things to come and their deep need to be forgiven, seen as the fruitcake in camel's hair and leather girdle. And in my vision I often thought I'd certainly die very much alone.

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