Everything was different about the way I was inside. That was over 35 years ago.

On Saturday night, I said, ‘Okay God, I quit. I’m yours.’ I went to bed and got up the next morning and I just felt all different.  It was the way my friends who are more evangelical would say, ‘born again.’ It was absolutely, absolutely that sense of being all different. I teased my parish priest by saying, “Gosh, your homilies make so much more sense!”  Everything was different about the way I was inside.

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