Then I allowed myself to ask the one most forbidden question of them all: What if it’s not true? It was hard for me to ask myself this because I had been trained that doubting the truthfulness of the gospel is itself a sin. Yet I couldn’t escape seeing this as the only possible conclusion. Read the rest of the story »
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