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That’s Crazy

Now for me, a Pentecostal church was a far stretch; having been

born Catholic and having never attended a church outside of
Catholicism. I had fallen out with the Catholic Church once I saw my

priest caught up in the sexual abuse stuff that was going on at the time.
I was devastated by watching my pastor being locked up on television.

I cried for weeks and afterward I was done with the institution of

church. I felt I could not trust God’s messengers; although, I
continued to believe in God. I just decided to get my religion from

WHUR (Howard University’s radio station) on Sundays.

My sister's friend knew of my distrust of God's messengers and

recommended a pastor known to her to be in good standing.

As we entered the church, there was a lot of shouting and music

playing and the counselor took us into his office. The pastor then
began to explain how he was a recovering addict and the only way he

was healed was through the Word. He explained it was the only way
we were going to make it work. He gave us some Bible verses and told

both of us to go home and get rid of all the alcohol in the house and
I was to destroy my cigarettes. Anytime we got weak, we were to read

the Word, and Leroy was supposed to start the day with me, with a
Bible verse.

Making use of the Word was a whole new experience for me
because, in my practice of Catholicism, you never touch the Bible. I

always viewed the Bible as very sacred, a place where you place

marriage and death certificates. So when people kept referring to the

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