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I know that my Redeemer lives. He just seems to be incommunicado most of the time.
When I began to think about the concept of "redemption," I always thought of Green Stamps, how you'd get them at the supermarket, then go to "redeem" them for something cool: an am/fm clock radio, so you could listen to Coltrane on WSDM. I would like to be redeemed that way: I would like to trade my sad and weary self for someone new. I would like to be freed from my faults, sorrows, failures, tragedies. I would like to be redeemed.
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