My Mother Enjoyed Old Age, And Because

To My Surprise, My 70s Are Nicer Than My 60s And My 60s Than My 50s, And I Wouldn't Wish My Teens And 20s On My Enemies.

Because Of My Marxism, I Was Not Into Myths Or Miracles, Whether It Was The Virgin Birth, The Physical Resurrection Or Casting Out Demons From An Epileptic.

I Found That When I Did Something For The Sake Of Heaven, Heaven Happened. These Things Changed My Life. I Owe Them To My Encounter With Christianity.

Old Friends Die On You, And They're Irreplaceable. You Become Dependent.

This Christian Poison Hasn't Stopped Yet.