A little means a lot

When Ken showed up at church, he caused quite a stir. Some of our congregation, concerned about their safety, called upon the Lord with a whispered prayer for protection. Others, preferring more temporal security, considered calling the police.


We don’t normally treat visitors with such suspicion, but Ken was a portrait of menace. Dressed totally in black, his arms and face covered in crude self-inflicted...

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