Witnessing Jesus Being Crucified
It was about two weeks before Christmas in 1996 and my dad was working for a local athletic store in Pine Bluff, Arkansas. Just before closing time, several masked armed robbers busted through the door demanding that my dad and his co-worker get down on the ground. As he fell to the ground, he took his wedding ring off and threw it across the ground knowing that it was probably the only thing he would be able to leave the store with. After ransacking the business, one of the robbers placed a gun to my dad’s head and demanded everything. […]