This brings back memories. When I was 12, I found a “Good News for Modern Man” translation of the NT in my dad’s nightstand. I had a RSV translation that I never read. I snuck into my parent’s bedroom every afternoon and secretly read that book as if it were something that I shouldn’t be doing. By the time I reached the end, I looked at my little sister on Sunday and said, “Let’s go get baptized.” And so we did, to the surprise of everyone in our little Methodist congregation, including my parents.
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