When I was a kid, my daddy had a truck that rumbled and roared and drifted to one side when it took off. I liked all that noise. When he got the truck fixed it didn't vibrate when he started it up. When Daddy stepped on the gas, the trucked eased forward smoothly and straight. I thought the mechanic had broken my daddy's truck.
We are spiritually broken. So much so that we think broken is normal and fixed is broken. Listen and learn why. Listen and discover the solution.
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