a sobering story
Just a forewarning…this is NOT for the faint of heart. May God break our heart for the things that break His. Please read what my “online friend” Matthew Paul Turner wrote about today. You can find him here.
When I read this post I literally wanted to throw up, cry and sell my stuff all at the same time. I hope it moves you as well. I normally don’t just paste other people’s things here, but this story is worth retelling. Here’s what MPT wrote today:
I went to the gym yesterday afternoon.
I saw Carl (<-changed). Carl is one of my “gym friends,” which means I’m only friends with him because we go to the same gym. Carl’s a sixty-year-old retired business man who plays tennis five days a week. He’s considered one of the “good ole boys” at the gym. But I’m not so sure; to me, Carl seems much to kind and soft-spoken to be a “good ole boy.” Often, Carl and I will chat for a few minutes. Nothing serious. Usually, I just listen to him tell stories about growing up in West Tennessee.
Yesterday, Carl and my conversation went like this…. (more…)


