The 's Right, You Read The Title Correctly Essay

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That 's right, you read the title correctly. I have been in church my entire life; my father was a Baptist preacher. He raised me in the fear and admonition of the Lord. We lived in a small town and I was always recognizable as his daughter. Growing up, I walked in my role dutifully, but like most young adults, I had to pave my own path.
Mama and daddy were ordinary people. And in my mind, that made me an ordinary Christian. I was raised on a farm, with cows and pigs; picking butter beans, green peas, corn, sweet potatoes and okra. All that good ole’ southern food we like to eat today. Thank God I came along right after the cotton picking ended in our area. However, I do remember walking through the Cottonfield.
We did not have a lot of money back then, but I never knew that, until I got a little older and in high school. It became evident when I was not able to do some of the things that all the other kids were doing. When I was a youngster, I always had my head in a book; placing myself in those semi-fantastic realities. I used to read a lot about dragons and "good magic." Even back then, the enemy was setting me up for failure. I knew the difference between good and bad, and good magic was OK, or so I convinced myself.
Having both a mom and a dad at my house, never felt surreal to me. I saw some of my classmates who were raised by single mothers, but the gravity of their situations never fully penetrated my psyche. I had no idea that so many may have envied the way I…

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