See them
We think of them as nobody,whoever they arewe don’t want to see.They are invisible,the one at the intersectionwith the ragged cardboard sign,or off in some field far awaypicking our produce.Magicians we are,able to make them disappearright before our eyes.Sometimes you feel all alone in the universe,like God doesn’t even know you exist.But for God to see you,to see you with love,who you really are—giving you the powerto stand tall, to believe in yourself,to know you are real and worthy and beautiful—that would be salvation, no?Imagine the power you havenot to save people’s…
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