The Empty Chair and the Lost Boy
Barbara’s eyes narrowed. “People will turn this into entertainment—argue online, pick sides, forget there’s a real child with a real soul.”
Barbara’s eyes narrowed. “People will turn this into entertainment—argue online, pick sides, forget there’s a real child with a real soul.”
Kyle exhaled. “Church people can be… a lot.”
Jeremiah didn’t argue. “That’s a real experience. But the problem wasn’t being around God’s people—it was being around a version of God’s people who forgot what they were supposed to be.”
In the warmly lit corner of Contoso Café, where the aromas of freshly brewed coffee and pastries lingered in the air, Elijah, Jeremiah, and Barbara gathered for their weekly discussion. Today, the table wasn’t just a place for casual conversation; it bore the weight of a tragic story that had recently unfolded—the death of a …
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