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    Jesus Isn’t Toothpaste

    I grew up afraid to fail. Therefore, I grew up afraid of trying anything new. Afraid of what others would think of me. Afraid of the whispers behind closed doors. Afraid. Afraid. Always Afraid. Fast forward to adulthood. I got pretty good at covering up all that fear and doing everything right. I hid behind an impenetrable shield of righteousness of my own fashioning. Or so I thought. I became a Christian at 19. In 20 years of church attendance, I have missed maybe 10 Sundays. 4 of those were because I had just given birth. Check. I’ve served. I’ve led worship. I’ve preached. Helped in children’s church. I gave.…