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FIRST TIME I WENT TO PRISON to visit someone, I felt ashamed. Guilty by association, perhaps. My friend had done something shameful, and was paying the price. When I walked into the prison, the entrance opened into what looked like an atrium to a …
SOMEONE I LOVE did a disgusting thing. If I told you what it was, you would say, “Disgusting.” And you might not read any further. Yet this disgusting thing is the very reason I appreciate the Cross of Jesus as much as I do. How odd is that. Remember …
