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As I drove down the drive, I felt my heart rate increase as I contemplated what may be about to happen; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far John would expect me to go. As I stepped out of my car and approached the front srange, it opened a crack.
I pushed my way in through the storm doors and before me stood John; late 40's, a little shorter than me and stocky. He was in a suit, complete with a smart looking tie.
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He may love us all, but why is there such a grand difference in the way He shows His love? Why am I, a non-believer, blessed in some ways, cursed in some others, while people across the world, who might very well trust Him completely, suffer war, hunger, and illness? What kind of love is that?