One night, late, Sarabeth came into my room while I was reading. She said she just wanted to talk.
"I just feel like something is missing in my life. When I was younger, back in what I call 'the good old days,' life was fun and great. But now that I'm older, I just feel like something is missing, like there's this empty place in me."
I told her that's why we need Jesus.
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