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“His story was my story. We had both spat in the face of our Father, to whom we owed not only our lives, but every good thing we had ever experienced. We exchanged our Father and His all-sufficient love for money, sex, inebriation, and eventually emaciation. We both were bled dry by a world that cannot satisfy. And we both ended up in the arms of the same God and Father whom we had battered and blasphemed.” — Michael J Heil
His story was my story. We had both spat in the face of our Father, to whom we owed not only our lives, but every good thing we had ever experienced. We exchanged our Father and His all-sufficient love for money, sex, inebriation, and eventually emaciation. We both were bled dry by a world that cannot satisfy. And we both ended up in the arms of the same God and Father whom we had battered and blasphemed.