man strumming his six string to the banjo playing jazz man who i could have helped play to the drunken man who finds himself waking up in a puddle of his own vomit… god loves all these people. in fact, he loves them so much that he came to die for them.
the problem for us is that it is messy to reach people like this. they don’t look like you or act like you (or maybe they do… and in that case you understand exactly what i’m saying) and it is easier to simply look at them as “people like that”.
but, i got to tell you the truth… i was 