Jesus, Why Aren’t You Hanging With Me?

Lord, where’d you go?

I had just finished mowing the lawn, walked into the house and was getting ready to wash up when in my reflection in the mirror, I noticed something was wrong. The crucifix that a family member had given to me over 50 years ago, when I was an infant, looked different…Jesus was gone!
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