When Compassion Needs a Compass
The phrase sounded harmless—almost noble: “But it’s a good work.” Yet Elijah knew that one sentence can quietly replace God’s authority with human enthusiasm.
The phrase sounded harmless—almost noble: “But it’s a good work.” Yet Elijah knew that one sentence can quietly replace God’s authority with human enthusiasm.
Jeremiah didn’t fear Christopher’s questions. He feared wasting the moment with quick answers that never reached the heart. Tonight wasn’t about winning; it was about opening the Book and letting Scripture do what it always does—separate truth from noise.
The bell over the door of The Shepherds Cafe chimed once, a clean little sound that didn’t match the weight in Jeremiah’s chest. The place smelled like roasted beans and warm bread, like nothing in the world was wrong, like truth hadn’t just been shoved into a public comment thread and told to defend itself. …