"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
In churches across America, a quiet but consequential conversation is unfolding. It often begins with a question—sometimes whispered, sometimes posted publicly on social media....
"You were there in the beginning, when we were starry-eyed and hope-filled, and You are here now, when our heads are bent, and souls ache from the pain of it all."
Now, one thing that’s really important to note as you read these verses. You probably won’t FEEL any different... but as you read these, thank God that they're true, regardless of what you feel.
“We are engaging in the highest form of hypocrisy if we puff our chests and look down our noses at slave traders and German soldiers and sit quietly and impotent while children are slaughtered in the wombs of their mommies."
