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When it comes to religion today, we tend to be long on butterflies and short on cocoons. Somehow we're going to have to relearn that the deep things of God don't come suddenly.
Sue Monk Kidd
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Sue Monk Kidd
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: August 12
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