Today on the radio, I heard a song. It was a good enough song, I suppose, all about grace...
only it was by Phil Wickham. The last name disturbed me.
I decided maybe I wasn't over P&P yet.
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That is disturbing. Imagine having children call you Mr. Wickham. Poor fellow ...
I suppose if I were him, I would introduce myself as, "I am Mr. Wickham, and I have been redeemed."
Or perhaps just: "Call me Phil." :)
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