:: An Epiphany Sermon and Artwork ::
"Jacob was left alone; and a man wrestled with him until daybreak."
A little over a year ago, I found myself sitting outside a church on the cold, damp bench of a picnic table, dropping the F-bomb on God. Repeatedly.
I was halfway into a two week intercultural immersion with our unhoused, hungry, mentally ill, and abused neighbors on the Route 1 corridor of Fairfax County. We were meeting some of the most vulnerable people in society, hidden and invisible amidst...
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