Extroversion on demand
Lent Day 36
Do we end up like we are because of predestination, or are we sculpted by the choices we make based on our free will?
Growing up as a Presbyterian, I learned about being predestined. Thinking back, I was a shy kid but, at the same time, could be boisterous when I was around my loud pals. One was a neighbor named Fritz. He was brilliant and witty. Our parents alternated giving us rides…