Steel walls. No fragrances or electronics. Nothing from the outside could be brought in. For eight hours each day, Katie sat on a metal stool. Every ten minutes, she walked to the front of the room for an injection.
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God Isn’t Absent in Tragedy
At one of the rocks, while repelling down, something malfunctioned with the ropes and Jeffery plunged five stories onto a concrete sidewalk . . .
How to Give Hope Away
What if every person you encountered today had a thought bubble describing their pain? How would you respond?