Radical Love for the Radically Broken
Tuesday, August 29th, 2006Our church meets in a school. And several weeks ago, when we arrived there was sort of a stinky smell. Common fare for a middle school. But as the morning went on, the halls smelled like someone had tossed a poopy diaper in a trash can somewhere and forgotten to empty it.
By Noon, it smelled like something had died. If you went outside and recalibrated your smeller, it was almost stifling to come back in. It was ugly in there. And we had no idea what it was.