If Things Look Bad, God Isn’t Finished

We all need faith in something

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Decades ago, I had a crush on a boy named Mike. We were in sixth grade, and every other girl in class had a crush on Mike, too. The next year, Mike moved to a different school and I found a new boy to like.

But memories of Mike came flooding back a few years later, when he devastated our small community by committing…