"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
I’m not saying I need to get out more, I’m saying it would be nice to not have the mental load of it all. I’m not saying I want a holiday – even though one would be nice.
“He’s a superhero. You know that," I whispered. She looked at me with tears in her big brown eyes, and do you know what she said to me?... Oof my heart just broke.
Unfortunately, our "good" objectives might have absolutely nothing to do with the gospel of Jesus Christ. And we inadvertently end up raising pagans instead of Christians.
