When he was two or three, my oldest son asked, “who’s that,” when we walked past this shrine in our neighborhood. Not sure what to say, my wife blurted out, “that’s Jesus in a box.” And so for a while, every time we walked by it, my son would point and say, “There’s Jesus in … Continue reading Jesus in a Box
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