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As a little boy, I was fascinated with Jesus. I imagined walking with Him everywhere I went. I never related to how he was presented in churches, but I always felt Him to be my teacher and friend.
I would talk to him throughout every day. I didn't see Jesus as the judgemental white supremacist that many Christians make him out to be today .
I saw Jesus as a spirit who could embody any physical form. To me, Jesus was everywhere and everything.
He was the flowers, sky, refrigerator, postman, and the quiet whisper of love and light in the back of my mind.