By Pastor Chris
I was sitting across from a 16 year old boy. His pants sagged low around his waist. Even seated, I could see at least two layers of underwear above his waist line. His shoes were meticulously… More taken care of, not a single speck of dirt could be found on them, not one single smudge. His jacket was on, despite the warm office, but it was part of his image, so he wore it long into the spring when he would start to sweat. His arms were crossed and he looked around the room. He would find ANYTHING to look at in order to keep from looking me in the eyes. His mask was thick, it always was.
I asked, “Joe, how are you doing today (name changed for his privacy)?”
“Nothing man,… More
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