By Karen Swallow Prior I asked Jesus into my heart before I was 5 years old. It was many years before I asked him into my mind. In fairness to myself, it was a long time before I realized that my mind was a place where Jesus not only needed to be but wanted to be. Reading books—many books, most of them not about God at all—made this clear to me.
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