And I’m the one to blame
I caused all the pain
He gave Himself
The day He wore my crown
The last time I went to church with my dad was Easter Sunday.
A soloist sang, “The Day He Wore My Crown,” which I’d never heard before, and as I understood the words, I cried.
Because that song illuminated for me the idea that I was a sinner. I mean, I knew that, but that song fillustrated my faith journey like no other.
Growing up in a Christian home with a great father was in some respects a handicap when it came to faith and seeing myself as a sinner in need of forgiveness and salvation.
I was just always immersed in that belief system so it was hard for me to see a dividing point of when I believed, and when I didn’t.
I knew I believed, I just…
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