One night I was in downtown Columbus, Georgia. It was around 4:00 am and I had no where to go. No one to talk to. My sins were weighing heavy. There was a heavy Georgia rain, and I just walked from church to church looking for someone to talk to. Being in an Army school, and living in close proximity to females, nature eventually takes its course. There is apparently Five Love Languages people speak, and one particular Russian recruit seemed to be speaking all of mine. I tried to stay away from her for six months, but eventually my young, naive heart and circumstance won over. I was slaughtered. I could have dragged everyone at this school down with me, but I was the only one dumb enough, or honest enough, to allow my sin to be made public in such a way that the cadre had to take special notice. I ate everyone sin. I walked around Columbus, GA in the rain. I found no church doors open to me. I never lost my belief in God, but I decided to walk my own way for awhile. Like a prodigal son. It didnt work out so well.
Posted on: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 01:51:58 +0000
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