A couple weeks back, we had a short discussion at church about past hurts brought on by churches, and their people. Someone made the comment that the church is the only army which kills its wounded.
I remarked that we don't kill our wounded. We keep them alive and torture them for awhile. There was a hearty laugh in the room.
Why do we identify with this sad observation?
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