An Invitation to Care for the Most Vulnerable

I thought this would be a day like any other. As was my pattern in those days, I arrived at my local coffee shop to get my daily intake of liquid enthusiasm. Coffee seemed like life blood for a young seminarian like myself. But as I made my way inside, I heard a scream. Within a few seconds, I watched two young men run from an alley and a young woman in hysterics following close behind, trying to

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