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Many times if not every time, salvation is about maintaining perspective. I may see a different world, invoke a different way of seeing. I may make commitments to change some things about myself, but like a fully clothed drowning man, what covers me, what has fit me, what I cover myself with is killing me. Status quo like the snake in the garden hisses to me, "do you really need to shed it all. That's a really hard choice, don't be so hasty!" And with that, the will is paralyzed.
So when will I kick off the clothes that have become shrouds? When will I act on my salvation?
Tomorrow?
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