The struggle. To get things right. Must ultimately come. From within. I’m not
allowed to follow a leader. Or the dictates of others. I have to find the way.
Myself. Of course, I could be mistaken. Maybe I should acknowledge that I need
help. Guidance from others. But in the end. I’m the one that must make the
choice. Which amounts to no more than an educated guess. Certainty eludes me. Which
can be a good thing. If it keeps me from becoming a wild-eyed zealot. --Jim Broede
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