Testimony of sister Linda
My son, John Allen Lane, died June 30, 2003. He was 32 years old.
For two years my church, The Lords Chapel in Poplar Bluff, had him in prayer. He
suffered a heart attack induced by prescription drugs. He died instantly. Through his
death, God has used him, through me to witness to many people about Jesus Christ our
Sunday night before his death, I laid him on the altar and gave him to the Lord and asked
God to do whatever it would take to bring my son to where he needed to be, never dreaming
Gods plan, would be his death.
My sons life over the last two years had been miserable. He was a drug user for a
long period of time. The last and most deadly were prescription drugs, given to him by
doctors, who simply didnt care. He also suffered as a manic-depressive and a
bi-polar person. He had been in and out of the hospitals in southeast Missouri frequently,
never getting any real help, just prescription drugs. Which inevitably played the biggest
role in contributing to his heart attack. He had just been dismissed from the hospital that morning before he
died. But Gods mind is not our mind and in His loving mercy, He showed my son His
ultimate love by taking him home. A dear brother in Christ, who prayed all night for us,
shared this with me. God revealed to him that He (God) knew my sons beginning, He
knew his end and that He knew his future and that by taking him home, He was saving my son
from something that he could not have lived with himself, causing him great heart ache and
sorrow and possibly suicide. All of a sudden it made sense to me. John had shared
something with me in the hospital that would have been devastating and ruined his life.
God was showing John Allen His mercy and great agape love by bringing John Allen home so
he wouldnt have to suffer through this.
During my sons funeral and while he lay in his casket, I was able to witness to many
people his age, which were his friends and fellow drug users. Each one who approached his
casket to view him and have a word of sympathy for me. I was able to speak with them about
Jesus. I would ask them, if my son could tell them something now, what did they think it
would be? Then I would say, He would tell you to turn your life over to Jesus,
repent and turn to God. A seed was planted. I know God was using me through my son
in his casket, to tell these young people to live for Jesus. Then at that moment I
remembered about putting John Allen on Gods altar and this was how God was using
him, even in death, just like Gods son.
God has held me in His hand bringing me through all of this. God took my mind off of me
and my loss and put it on Him, giving me a peace and joy knowing that my son and I are
being used, even in death, to glorify the Father in heaven.
A Sister in Christ,
Testimony of T.C.
This is a testimony from a Sister of Mercy called Grace. TC is a nickname that I mainly go
by. But the name of Grace was given by my peers in the wonderful ministry called Sister's
of Mercy. I have to admit that it was God's Saving Grace that rescued me from the pits of
despair. As a child I knew what going to Church was and really loved Jesus with all of my
heart. I enjoyed going to church but all of that changed the day my heart was broke.
As a little girl I would follow my dad around everywhere he went and so I followed him to
Church one day to help him do some work on the Church for the Pastor. When we got to the
Church my dad went on in and I was a little bit behind him. Then all of a sudden someone
grabbed my arm and it was the Pastor. He said " YOU are NOT to COME in HERE dressed
Well not understanding what he meant I began to cry. I sat down on the steps and cried for
a long time. It was from this episode that started turning my heart hard! And at such a
young age. I felt like I was unloved and sure did not know why I could not come into
Church with my yellow shorts and top outfit that I loved to wear.
Well as I grew older so did the hurt feelings go deeper and deeper. Every time I had a
problem I would turn to whatever I could to ease the pain I felt. Then it was just a snow
ball effect after that. Things got worse and so did I. Drugs, Jim Beam, DUI's, Divorce
after Divorce, Verbal and Physical Abuse from my husband ( got to where I was packing a
pistol for protection ), Single MOM, Job to Job, well I could go on and on. I think you
get the picture!
THEN IT HAPPENED AGAIN! I was in another relationship and my worst nightmare came true. I
was not loved as I loved them. WELL that was the straw that weighted me down to hell.
I was so distraught I cried and cried and to the point where I could not see where I was
driving. I pulled into this parking lot and when I finally focused my eyes I could see a
Cross on a Building. Wouldn't you know it was the Church Parking Lot of Faith Family
Worship. This is where my parents go to Church. I got out of my car and walked in and saw
my parents there and I sat down with them. I cried until I thought I could cry no more.
It was on this night that the Lord Jesus Christ came down and put his loving arms around
me and I truly felt Peace in my Heart. And most of ALL I felt the Love in my Soul that I
so desperately had been searching for all of my life.
I am so truly thankful for that touch I received on that night. Even though life may have
it's ups and downs I Proudly Say Jesus is the Way and the only way for me. As part of my
testimony I want to Thank the Lord Jesus Christ for Saving me and for all of his many
wonderful blessings he has bestowed upon me. I am thankful for my Son Jeremy, My Husband
Harley, My Parents, My Brother, The Born Again Heathens, Sisters of Mercy and all of my
Christian Brothers and Sisters!
SO if you have looked for love in all of the wrong faces. Looked for love in all of the
wrong places. Search your heart and look into the Face of Jesus. I DID!!!!!!!!!!!
Call me if you need a friend.
Testimony of Harley
My name is Laniel Crutchfield
a.k.a. "Harley", and this is my testimony. I was raised in a Christian home and
when I was old enough to make my own decisions, I decided God was not what I wanted in my
life. As it turns out, that would be the worst decision of my life.
I was pretty much into fighting
and intrigued with violence for most of my life. I think that's what drew me into the
outlaw biker lifestyle. Of course drugs and alcohol were also a big part of that
lifestyle. I became the "enforcer" for a motorcycle club near Peoria, Illinois,
probably because I had a black belt and was very skilled in ways to hurt people. Through
it all, everywhere I went, I could see that God was still with me. I should have been dead
many times over, but I just didn't want God in my life. Just as God's word says, there was
pleasure in sin for a season, but it was when that season was over that my real problems
Drugs and alcohol were no longer
fun. Instead of me controlling them, they were in control of me. The more miserable I
became, the more violent and depressed I became. I then decided to take my own life with
an overdose of heroin, but God has chosen me at a young age and would not let me go. On
March 11th, 1990, at a church in Piedmont, Missouri, God and I finally met each other in a
real way. God actually came down to my level and loved me. Love was something that I had
lost hope of. When God loved me right where I was at, I knew that He was what I had been
searching for all along. I gave my heart to Him that night and was instantly set free from
drugs and alcohol.
No, I haven't been perfect since
that night, but I'll never stop trying because Jesus died for me and I want to live for
Him. So, no matter what you've done or what you think of yourself, you must know that
Jesus loves you and He died for your sins too. Ask Him into your heart and you to can be
Testimony of Chopper
Friday, May 16, 2003 8:39PM.
Hello, my name is Scott Warmack. I'm a co-founder of this beautiful ministry. I feel that
I should take a moment to give glory to God. I had the heathen part of this figured out! I
bought and sold dope on a fairly large scale for a big part of my life. I've done some
time as a result of my folly to boot! I messed many peoples lives up because of my sales
of dope. I've seen faithful wives that loved their husbands that got started on it become
$10 hookers to get one more hit. I've seen gentle, even tempered men,who loved their
families, turn into violent monsters who would stop at nothing, to do just one more line.
My house was a revolving door to people who would practically give me their hard earned
possessions, for one more fix. I was convinced that these people were weak. My big saying
was, "you control the dope, you don't let the dope control you"! I thought I was
so in control.The profession that I had chosen had opened some pretty big doors for me
too. I am a musician, and I got to know, and perform with, some really impressive names in
the Blues community of the Chicago Blues circuit. I played some heavy metal music for many
years as well.
To hear what I have written so
far, one might think I had it going on, but one would be badly mistaken. I got involved
with a woman in the Rockford area of Illinois. She became pregnant with my child, and she
pulled out of the relationship. I don't wish to slander anyone's character, so I`ll just
say that even though tried, I was not able to be a father to my child. Up unto this point
in my life, I was not a violent person. Things had a way of bringing that to pass though.
I started drinking a lot, and a lot became not a very descriptive word in the end. I had
to start my day with it, and it had to be accessible 24/7. My wife today, had to live
through hell with me. I became more pathetic, than any person I thought I was better than,
in my past. My arrogant stride had become a drunken swagger. I took my wife to the belly
of depravity. I was so lost, I finally come to my senses.
I ended up chasing a church bus,
down the middle of main street, in the town we live in and I told the guy that I needed
God to help me. I tried other things but found no relief. I am now blessed with a life I
could only dream about just a few short years ago. The Lord saw fit to let me and #1 main
man Harley, start this ministry 9 months ago. We have a talk show on two radio stations.
We have a butt kickin band that glorifies the name of the Lord. We go to the jails and
minister to those who are in need, and as a result of all this we have brought over 100
souls to meet a loving God, who has purchased their pardon from a fiery grave!!! Ain't God
Good? Chopper(co-founder),The Born Again Heathens.
Choices we Make
Testimony of Lowrider
Hello, my name is Lowrider, and I am the vice-president of the Born
Again Heathens Motorcycle Ministry, and I want to tell you want Jesus has done for me.
From birth Satan tried to kill me. At birth I had bronchitis, premature birth, premature
lungs, and if not for the prayers of my family, I would of been dead. I grew up in a home
without a father. He left my mom when I was two. He wanted nothing to do with us. My mom
and family did the best they could, but it was hard growing up without a father figure in
my life, so as a teen, I chose people who were into the things I was in to be as a father
figure. I was around the ones who your mom warned you about. Potheads, metalheads,
crackheads, etc. I am the one who chose to hang out with the wrong crowd. The choices we
make we will have to reap. Funny thing is, I was raised in church. My mom tried her best,
but it was hard on us all. I rebelled against her and God. I had hate and anger towards
everyone. Kill or be killed and want to die. I was very depressed. I felt like I was a
nobody. When I was a teen I was abused sexually. It is not easy for me to talk about, but
I feel it is the reason for me being addicted to pornography. I did drugs to help me feel
normal. Drugs are nothing but a numbing effect to make us have a temporary feeling of self
worth. But the drugs will turn on you. Satan had me deceived in believing that if I gave
my life to drugs, alcohol, and to him I would have power to overcome my depression but
they only made it worse. I was in and out of church. Couldn't commit to anything. Because
of the choices I have made, I am now in a middle of a divorce. We all have choices to
make. We can live for Christ or
we can live for the devil. I lived for the devil. But Jesus had a different idea. I played
drums in a death metal band. Singing glory to Satan, little did I know Jesus would have me
play drums for Him.
Because of the choices I made I have had to reap many unpleasant
things, but Jesus is making it all better. One day I was down and out and the members of
the Born Again Heathens came to me and asked me to go to church. I thought what do I have
to lose. I went and let me tell you my life has not been the same. I decided to fully give
my life to Christ. To not look back but to look forwards in Him. I take it one day at a
time, no one second at a time. I am not perfect, but I am forgiven. Jesus has become the
father I never had. He has taken away my depression, He has taken away my lust, He has
taken away my drug habit. He has given me life and life more abundantly. Man, I love Jesus
and I thank Him for what He has done for me. He is bringing my
family back together. Praise God.
Man if you don't know Jesus as your savior please accept Him. He loves
you. No matter what you may of done, he gave His life for you to have salvation. If you
don't know him please say this little prayer.
"JESUS, I KNOW THAT I AM A SINNER. I KNOW THAT I NEED YOU TO SET ME FREE. YOU DIED ON
THE CROSS FOR MY SINS SO THAT I MAY HAVE ETERNAL LIFE. THANK YOU JESUS FOR SAVING ME AND
GIVING ME THE REASON TO LIVE. IN JESUS NAME AMEN!"
If you said this prayer you are forgiven. No matter what you may of
done, you are now on your way to heaven. Praise God! Please email us to let us know if you
said this prayer and I will write you and help you in your walk. Thank you and remember
Jesus and I love you
HI. MY NAME IS STACEY A.K.A. SIS OR SISSY. MY SISTER OF MERCY NAME IS DETERMINATION.
BECAUSE I AM DETERMINED, DETERMINED TO BE A GOOD WIFE, DETERMINED TO BE A GOOD MOM,
DETERMINED TO BE A GOOD PERSON, DETERMINED TO BE A GOOD CHRISTIAN. BUT MOST OF ALL I AM
DETERMINED NOT TO HAVE THE LIFE THAT I HAD.
GROWING UP, I WAS BORN IN ONE RELIGION, WENT TO SCHOOL IN ANOTHER RELIGION AND WAS BAPTIST
AT AGE 16 IN YET ANOTHER RELIGION, I WAS ALWAYS TAUGHT ABOUT GOD BUT ALWAYS IN DIFFERENT
WAYS. SO IT MADE ME START THINKING AND WONDERING, WONDERING WHY THINGS HAPPEN WHEN WE
DONT WANT THEM TO AND NOTHING HAPPENS WHEN WE DO WANT THEM TO. UNTIL MY HUSBAND,
MIKE, FOUND THE LORDS CHAPEL AND THE BORN AGAIN HEATHENS.
WHEN WE STARTED GOING TO CHURCH, I WAS TOTALLY LOST. I BLAMED GOD FOR MY BAD
LIFE. I BLAMED HEM GOD BEING ABUSED BY MY MOM, UNTIL I WAS 15 AND WENT OUT ON MY
OWN, FOR BEING ABANDONED BY MY DAD WHEN I WAS 6, BY HAVING MY OLDEST AT A YONG AGE BY
MYSELF, BY LOSING MY DAUGHTER WHO WAS A STILLBORN, FOR HAVING A YOUNG SON WHO GOT LEAD
POISONING AND IS NOW SOMEWHAT BRAIN DAMAGED, FOR HAVING ABUSIVE EXBOYFRIENDS ECT, IM SURE
YOU GET THE IDEA.
BUT WHAT I LEARNED FROM PASTOR ROWDY, BROTHER CHOPPER, BROTHER HARLEY, AND ALL THE BORN
AGAIN HEATHENS IS ITS NOT GODS FAULT, ITS THE DEVILS. GOD DOES
EVERYTHING GOOD BUT HE GETS THE BLUNT OF THINGS WHEN THINGS GO WRONG.
THIS PAST DECEMBER 02 I THOUGHT ABOUT SUICIDE. I THOUGHT THAT EVERYONE WOULD BE BETTER OFF
WITHOUT ME. NOW I AM SO GLAD THAT I DIDNT DO IT. I HAD A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE KILL
HIMSELF 3 YEARS AGO AND ANOTHER FRIEND AND HER SISTER RAPED AND THROWN OFF A BRIDGE. THEY
HAVE NEVER FOUND MY FRIENDS BODY. I STARTED THINKING A LOT ABOUT THEM LAST DECEMBER
AND WERE THEY ARE NOW.
WHEN MY HUSBAND FOUND THE LORDS CHAPEL THIS PAST JUNE I WAS ON DEPRESSION AND NERVE
PILLS, ALL I WANTED TO DO IS SIT AND WATCH T.V. AND SLEEP. I NEVER WANTED TO DO ANYTHING,
OR GO ANYWHERE EVEN WITH MY FAMILY. I DIDNT EVEN WANT TO LEAVE THE HOUSE LET ALONE
CLEAN IT. EVEN BROTHER CHOPPER SAID THAT I SCARED HIM WITH THE ANGER ON MY FACE. BUT GOING
TO CHURCH CHANGED THAT. I AM NO LONGER ON PILLS EVERYDAY, I AM UP DOING MORE THINGS AND
IM GETTING BETTER AT BEING A HOUSE KEEPER.
THAT SAME MONTH OF JUNE I FOUND GOD. I CANT SAY THAT MY LIFE IS PERFECT BUT THE
DEVIL WONT LET YOUR LIFE BE PERFECT. BUT SINCE THEN MY LIFE HAS BEEN BETTER. INSTEAD
OF LIVING AND DWELLING ON THE BAD THINGS THAT HAPPEN I LIVE FOR THE GOOD THINGS. I HAVE A
WONDERFUL HUSBAND WHO LOVES ME AND TREATS ME GOOD. I HAVE 2 WONDERFUL BOYS, ADAM AND
JEREMY, THEY ARE NOT PERFECT BUT THEY ARE MINE, A BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER WHO IS AN ANGEL THAT
HAPPENS TO NOT LIVE WITH US BUT LIVE WITH THE LORD AND WHO IS WAITING FOR HER FAMILY.
IT REALLY HURTS NOW HAVING MY CHILDREN SEE HOW I WAS. THATS ALL MY BOYS KNEW AND
HAVING MY ANGEL LOOK DOWN AT ME HOPING I WOULD CHANGE SO WHEN I DIE THAT I WOULD GO TO
HEAVEN TO BE WITH HER. I HOPE THAT I DONT EVER DISAPPOINT MY CHILDREN AND GOD AGAIN.
I NOW AM HAPPY THAT I CHANGED MY LIFE, I AM HAPPY THAT FINALLY FOUND GOD. I AM HAPPY THAT
I FOUND THE BORN AGAIN HEATHENS AND THE LORDS CHAPEL. I AM HAPPY WITH MY FAMILY AND WITH
WHAT I HAVE IN MY LIFE NOW. I AM NOT THE HAPPIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD, DONT GET ME
WRONG I STILL WORRY ABOUT THINGS BUT I AM LEARNING TO GIVE GOD ALL MY WORRIES, LIKE THE
BIBLE SAYS TO DO. IT IS HARD TO BREAK OLD HABITS BUT I AM LEARNING. NOW DO YOU SEE WHY I
AM CALLED DETERMINED?
GOD BE WITH YOU
STACEY AKA SIS
Howdy everyone! I'm Doc! I'm 53 years old. I'm a Born Again
Heathen and I'm VERY proud of it. I got saved on December 1st of 2002. One year ago I was
in jail for crimes I'd done 2 years earlier. I was broke; I had no income of any kind and
no transportation of any kind. I lived in a tent for one year and then in a 8'x12' shack
for another 6 months. I had no electric, no water.... nothing. I survived with a gun and a
fishing pole. I was also a part time caretaker for an 85-year-old man and did a few odd
jobs. I always had enough money or other means to stay drunk constantly. Thanks to the
devil and alcoholism, I've been in 5 jails in 5 counties, I've lost 3 wives, 2 beautiful
children, 5 homes, 9 vehicles, lost my drivers license in 2 states, ...... much ...much ..
Now thanks to God and my blessed savior Jesus Christ, I'm sober with my own home, (modest
but paid for) on a beautiful piece of riverfront property. I drive a nice vehicle (paid
for). I own my own construction business and a motorcycle that I was blessed with by some
of the other Born Again Heathens.
On Mothers day weekend, I took a trip and spent 3 glorious days with 4 special people. My
91 year old mother, my dearly beloved sister and (here's the real kicker) my beautiful 2
children that I hadn't seen or talked to in nearly 11 years, now 20 and 18 years of age.
You should have seen this tough guy cry.
Now if anybody out there wants to try and convince me that God isn't real, or that my God
isn't an awesome God, or that God doesn't answer prayer or forgive me of my sins..... My
phone number is (573) 429-4882 and I hope you have lots of time because I've got lots of
Ride with God.................... Doc
Testimony of Sonshine
Hi!! My name is Sonshine (Chandra to everyone else). I guess you
could say that I'm one of the newest members of BAH.
My testimony is a little different from the other members here. Growing up I had a pretty
easy childhood. My parents didn't always go to church, but they knew enough to answer most
of the questions I had about god. I went to Sunday school off and on, but since my parents
didn't it was mostly with friends I had spent the night with. Everything was going pretty
good until I was about 12.
My family moved in with my grandmother to help her out after my grandfathers death. She
lived in a small community that doesn't always accept new people. Right from the start
things didn't go so well. I guess its true when they say you can take the kid out of the
city, but you can't take the city out of the kid. Up till then I had lived in Springfield,
MO. Not a huge place, but a far cry from small town USA.
Maybe I just had too big of ideas. When I was in Junior High I started attending a local
church. At Sunday night youth services everyone would act nice enough, but then come
Monday morning, these same kids were the ones making my life hell. I finally stopped going
altogether when the Pastors wife balled me out about some lie one of the youth had said at
school that had got back to her. After that I tried a few different youth groups, but the
same hypocrisies kept happening. Finally I just gave up on God.
Don't get me wrong, I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, these events made me who I
On Halloween 1998, I lost my virginity to my bestfriends boyfriend, which started a whole
new kind of hell when she found out. The sad part is that she was a really good friend to
me, at a time when I didn't have any to spare.
Everything just went down hill from there. I got to the point of being a pathological
liar, so much so that if I thought you might pay attention to me I would have tried to
convince you the sky was orange. Even today, Satan will try to make stupid little lies pop
out of my mouth.
The next year after that was a blur of boyfriends and lies. All a guy had to do was smile
and give me 5 min of attention and I would be in the back of there car by nightfall. Most
the guys I dated were off the internet, so by the time we met face to face I was already
to infatuated to see the real person there.
Sometime in the spring of 99, I went out with a "friend" on a supposed double
date. My date never showed, so her, her date and I all drove out by a lake to party. I had
way to much tequila and woke up to find myself in the middle of a "threesome",
that I later found out she had arranged from the start. There had never been a date for
me. That experience started me on the downhill spiral into the bisexual lifestyle. I think
a lot of it is that I had discovered that not just guys would give me attention @ a price
I hadn't minded to pay.
It would be a true statement to say I spent most of my time from 16 to 18 on my back.
In spring of 2000 I might my future ex husband. As time past, and we got to know more
about each other, I found out that he was also bisexual. We decided to try
swinging/partner swapping. When you had already tried everything else, that just seemed
like the natural next step.
We got married in May of 2001 after living together for almost a year. It wasn't a happy
marriage, even from the beginning, in fact we spent more of our honeymoon apart than
In Mid June I decided to leave him, with the help and advice of someone I thought was a
good friend. That night I decided my goal was to get drunk, not just tipsy, but falling
down passed out drunk. @ the time my 14 year old brother was visiting and helped me move,
so this so called best friend talked me into letting him go with us.
Well I achieved my goal for the night, only to find out the next morning that the friend
had tied my brother to a chair, played a sexual game, and then slept with him. She was 26.
After that I ended up going back to my then husband, only to be informed that he had
acquired a boyfriend while I was gone and had no intention of ending that relationship.
Who was I to tell him otherwise. If I had told him he was wrong, I would have to admit I
was doing wrong as well. The one thing I can honestly say I am not, is a hypocrite.
In October of 2001, a construction crew started work on our house. It was a 3 man crew and
one of the men just happened to be Wildfire, whom I married in July 2002. @ first we were
just friends, but as my marriage continued to go downhill, and obviously so by now, I
started looking @ him differently. By the time January rolled around, I had decided to
leave my husband for good and go back to school, not to learn but as a way out. I also
decided that I wanted to have a relationship with Ronnie (wildfire), and I'm not talking
about a good friendship. Somehow those intentions got fast forwarded, and we found
ourselves snowed in together @ the crew foreman's house. I'll just let you assume the
rest. About a week after that I left Chris (ex husband). It was around this time I got my
first tattoo.. which is a funny story I'll tell you all sometime in person. I moved back
in with my parents and although Wildfire and I started going to church together, we were
still sleeping with each other. We more or less went to church just to keep his father off
our back. About 3 months into our relationship, the spirit really started convicting us,
so we had a lot of conversations trying to justify our love life. Finally I convinced him
to marry me, and we were wed on July 3, 2002, just 9 days after my divorce was final.
God has gotten hold of us so much. It didn't happen over night like so many others here,
it was a gradual thing for me, and not a very easy path @ times. There were a lot of times
I wouldn't make love to my husband because Satan would start pointing out certain
similarities in what we were doing and what I had done in my past. Its ironic how it was
finally OK to have sex, and I felt like I was doing something bad. a lot of that has
worked out, and I would like to say that my past no longer haunts me, but it still does,
and probably always will to a point. at least now, when the memories come flooding back, I
have the spirit to remind me that although I may be remembering them, god isn't. I just
pray one day my children don't start making the same decisions and I have to set them down
and explain the follies of that life in real time.
The worst part is that we live in a time that being an alcoholic is still looked down on
by society, drug addicts are still breaking the law and most people aren't supportive of
them, and society in general looks @ convicts as undesirable characters.
Its not so for sex. Our world no longer has whores, sluts, or simply promiscuity. Now we
just have players, sexually active, or sexually liberated people. No longer is sex taboo
or bad, not to mention sacred. Madonna kisses 2 female teen pop stars @ a music awards
show, and not a single person interviewed after said "Does anyone else see anything
wrong with this picture". all I heard was "that was hot". Yeah, well if
they keep it up, it wasn't as hot as where they're headed. Trust me, being a PLAYer is not
fun, being sexually ACTIVE is not healthy and being sexually LIBERATED is not being free.
Reach out to God the first chance you get, cause the farther down you go, the harder it is
to reach back. You get to the point where you are so morally numb, that you'll try and do
anything. ONLY GOD CAN STOP THIS TRAIN...
Love and Prayers,
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