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" "The fact is nearly everyone forces God to fit into his own perception. Even Christians serve a God they perceive rather than the God who truly is. They limit Him according to those special needs of their own psyche. It's actually hard not to do that, but every time we do, it has consequences. Seeing God for who He truly is takes effort and always has one inevitable result that many people cannot accept: our understanding will always fall short.
Sean Richard Sellers (May 18, 1969 – February 5, 1999) was a 16 year old American murderer and an ex-Satanist, who converted to Christianity while in prison. He was executed by lethal injection in 1999.
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