Two thousand years ago a man walked this earth a little differently than any who had come before him or ever since. He never sought his own welfare or fame. He never wavered from his purpose. Above everything else, this man simply loved people; not for what they could do for him, but rather just because they existed. He didn’t care where they came from or what they had done. It didn’t matter what society thought of them; he saw them as beautiful and priceless.
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When he passed the poor, he looked them in the eye and healed their souls. Upon encountering the sick and diseased he reached out and touched them, healing their wounds and washing their scars. In return he never asked for money. He simply loved.