Emphasis Preaching Journal

Brad was no good, or so thought most of the townsfolk. He dropped out of school, spent his time partying, took drugs, and stole to feed his habits. He had been sent to juvenile centers several times, but nothing seemed to work. The general consensus was that he would come to no good. And he did come to a tragic end. Not yet twenty, Brad got drunk one night, stole a truck, sped down the road, lost control, and plowed into a telephone pole. He died instantly. Nobody expected the outpouring of grief that they witnessed from his mother. At the funeral, and for weeks after, she was inconsolable.