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The last assembly that I attended with any regularity was a charismatic assembly in Brownwood, Texas. The owners of the last radio station that I worked in were a deacon and a sunday school teacher in that assembly and they talked me into attending to operate a camera and video recording collecting sermons for the library that they were going to house in a new church being built next to the old one, with an audio/video balcony that I saw a potential for employment in. The pastor would usually greet people at the front of the church, but one sunday he decided to move by the back door. After I was done putting away the equipment, I proceeded to shake hands with him, when a vision of him molesting a young boy flashed in my head. I never went back, and after telling this story to the sunday school teacher, who had a degree in bible, he advised me that was the wisest choice unless I was committed to a spiritual battle.

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