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I used to like the sound of a rooster crowing in the morning. It signaled the start of a new day; new opportunities; another day to catch some fish; earn a living; follow God and love my family. But after that night, every time a rooster crowed, it brought me back to the moment of my greatest failure; the moment of my deepest shame and the moment my self-deception got exposed for me to see. Thankfully, that wasn’t the end of my story. But when that rooster crowed, it was a key turning point in my life.
