Why is Jesus necessary? A reminder.

We are on our way home after a long day–a morning spent at Bible study, followed by lunch out, errands at the library and the bank, and finally, picking up my husband from work. After a quick stop at the gas station, we are a block from home.  Then I see her.

A young woman is standing on a street corner, talking on her cell phone.  At first glance, I see that she is sobbing.  A second glance takes in the blood flowing freely from her nose and mouth.  She’s been beat up. Read the rest of this entry »

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