Emphasis Preaching Journal
Our first parish was in...
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Our first parish was in the country, two hours from the closest city. From time to time we would load up the car and head to the city to shop. On one such trip we visited my sister and brother-in-law. As they showed us around the new shopping mall, we noticed that our three-year-old son, Jamie, was no longer with us. A quick scan confirmed that he was missing. Horror stories marched through our imaginations as we frantically searched for Jamie.
