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Publication Date

2022

Abstract

I had a troubled family background and was sexually abused as a child and in high school. But I went off to college and, in that first summer between my freshman and sophomore year, I found Christ at a Southern Baptist youth camp. Actually, Christ found me and saved me, and I began walking with him daily.

I didn’t understand what it all meant to follow Christ, but I knew to go to church on Sunday. So that first Sunday back to college in Virginia, I attended the local Southern Baptist church. I later made an appointment to see the pastor to get counsel and ask questions. He shut his office door, pulled his chair up next to mine, and began stroking my arm. I moved my chair away. I came back for a second appointment, believing I had misunderstood, and it happened again. I left his office and left that church. The next Sunday I went down a block to the Black church and found a haven.

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