The Fifth Gospel: An Enamoring.

My experience in El Salvador was rather transcendent. I was doing everything I love: discipling young people, taking pictures, enjoying fresh cuisine and breathing unfamiliar culture. The only thing missing was my family.

After a week of reliving the adventure through photographs and recorded video, I noticed a patient drift in my spiritual routine: I was no longer reading my Bible. Let me explain why I’m not worried about it.

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“Say more,” I pleaded.