Finding Faith
Comfortably slumped in an uncomfortable wooden chair, listening to the four young adults joyfully singing Christmas carols in the corner of the shelter cafeteria, I felt the first tear drop from my eye.
Surprised, it brought me out of the sleepy reverie I had been enjoying.
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