When I was 12 , I joined the Church of the Nazarene, a small "holiness" denomination in the United States. I made a sacred promise that I would abide by the rules of the church. I didn't bother to read the rules before making the promise because I had been raised in that denomination and thought I knew everything that it taught. But a year or two later, I decided to have a read through the fat black "manual" that served as the Bible for this church.
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