I see this kind of thing so often, yet it still warms the cockles of my heart when it happens. We’ve seen drug dealers, crackwhores, thieves and even Manchester United supporters find Jesus and turn their lives around.
But this little girl was different. She was always the quiet one, her parents’ only child and 10 years younger than any of her cousins. Her only friends were cheap-ass imitations of Barbie and Ken. But some of her parents’ buddies would let her drink with them, even though she was only six years old. There she sat weekend after weekend getting pissed out of her skull with 30 somethings, destined to become a dirty crack-smoking smelly pirate hooker.
But then, as it so often happens, she found Jesus.