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Joseph Michael
When I was 7 I woke up one late spring's morning and went out the door. As I looked over the hill to the east at the sunrise I was overtaken by how red it was that morning. It was that day that I knew deep down, that God created that thing that way for a reason. It was really the first mystery that ever occurred to me. I was a very curious child and was ever asking my parents why this or why that and it was soon after all this curiosity that they bought some encyclopedias which I soon took to and read.
Unfortunately, my curiosity has never been satiated. I remember now - how silly I was - more...
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