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unable to remember much except that someone stopped me, pointed at the chapel, and said, �That is where you need to be.� I don�t know who they were or where they went, but it got me thinking that maybe I could put it off and go to the chapel. I recall as if it was yesterday, that beautiful red head meeting me as I opened the door. She instantly recognized that something was wrong with me and began speaking what I needed to hear. I was one messed up individual that had grown tired of the church scene with preachers not practicing what they were preaching behind the blessed desk. I just could not understand how they could be one way toward their family and another way in church, with no remorse or conscience.