When I was saved at age 19, it was one of those abrupt, 180-degree life changes. I had been living a lifestyle of habitual sin, which, I’m glad to say, ended immediately. Granted, it took a few months to clean up some of the more deeply embedded patterns of thinking and acting (such as my barnyard language), but I accomplished my goal over time and began living a reasonably godly life. I tried to follow the examples of more mature Christians. I
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