The common thread I noticed over and over was that so few people believed they were loved and valued. In those moments, it was my privilege to look people in the eyes and tell them that God made them for a purpose, that he loved them unconditionally, that their worth and value are infinite, and that there is always hope.
The One Thing I Miss Most About Being a Pastor
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