There was a problem at work the other night with a family refusing to wear masks. The ushers elected Mark to be the bold one to confront them one last time and ask them to leave it they refused to comply. The other ushers working that night were small timid young women. His massive pile of red curls invites a certain amount of respect(?) if nothing else (I'm still waiting for his promised haircut to materialize).
There was indeed a confrontation resulting in expletives hurled at Mark. He came home feeling bad about the whole situation.
The next morning I was ready to saddle up my ride or die posse. Adam, on the other hand, prayed for the family when he said our morning prayer.
You can see which of us is being more successful in emulating Christlike attributes.
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