I am so moved by this story in the Bible. I remember being on a plane and reading it, unable to keep the tears from flowing as I realized that we, I, you, are the beggars that have been granted a place at the table of the Lord; and the recipients of his affections. So good.
I hate seeing people turned into beggars for affection. There are certain types of brokenness I can stomach better than others, for if I haven’t walked through it, haven’t been caught by the same deception, I can handle it in a more businesslike manner and minister to the wound without being…
