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		<title>Comment on Never the Same by Peggy Williams</title>
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		<dc:creator>Peggy Williams</dc:creator>
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		<description>I was only 7 years old, daughter of a pastor in California. We had a revival, in which the speaker talked about being lost. I didn&#039;t want to be lost.  I talked to my brother who was 3 years older than me, and he told me that just because our parents were saved that didn&#039;t mean we would be....so I made my decision to ask Jesus to save me.  My father asked me many questions after I went forward, and he felt that I understood enough, so I was baptized.  When I was thirteen I was troubled by the comments of someone who had been in that church who remembered things differently than I did, and I struggled with the question &quot;was I really saved?&quot; so I went forward again and asked to be re-baptized.
My pastor (still my father) assured me that he had been satisfied at the time, and this was just a sign that I was growing in the Lord.  I had been born again, and it showed in my concern to be sure.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was only 7 years old, daughter of a pastor in California. We had a revival, in which the speaker talked about being lost. I didn&#8217;t want to be lost.  I talked to my brother who was 3 years older than me, and he told me that just because our parents were saved that didn&#8217;t mean we would be&#8230;.so I made my decision to ask Jesus to save me.  My father asked me many questions after I went forward, and he felt that I understood enough, so I was baptized.  When I was thirteen I was troubled by the comments of someone who had been in that church who remembered things differently than I did, and I struggled with the question &#8220;was I really saved?&#8221; so I went forward again and asked to be re-baptized.<br />
My pastor (still my father) assured me that he had been satisfied at the time, and this was just a sign that I was growing in the Lord.  I had been born again, and it showed in my concern to be sure.</p>
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