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First and foremost, an inexplicable flood of tears came from a heart feeling even more ashamed before God. Reading the writings of my brothers and sisters, I realized how different our acceptance is despite receiving the same abundant nourishment. It made me feel even more deeply that God, who leads such shameful sinners like us, is truly merciful and full of love. It allowed me to understand the weaknesses of my brothers and sisters more profoundly, prompted me to pray, and became an opportunity to look back at myself once again. Furthermore, I felt the difference in nourishment between those with grace and those without even in their writings, reinforcing the desperate need to receive tongues to be changed, transformed, and find the path to life.
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