This afternoon, I had a tangible reminder of how much God has changed my heart.
I was heading home after a quick trip to the local stationery warehouse when I saw a woman walk up to the traffic lights to cross the street. She was thin and gaunt, with telltale marks of a long history of addiction. Her gait was awkward and unsteady, her eyes sunken, her skin and hair dried up from what looked like years of substance abuse. She was actually the spitting image of one of the meth addicts on Breaking Bad. A mere skeleton of who she was created to be.
Steve is part of the family at Community Church Hornsby, where he loves worshipping together with amazing people.