read. By the time we arrived at Copenhagen, Denmark, I had completed my assignment. Yes, I had questions, but once I discovered that salvation had nothing to do with how good or religious I was, I got on my knees and called on Christ to save me. I’m not sure what Shakespeare meant when he said, “There’s something rotten in the state of Denmark,” but for me it was the birthplace of my soul. It was where my pilgrimage began. The scales had fallen from my eyes (see Acts 9:18), and I began to see life
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