Real Live Preacher has done it again.
Man, I wish I could write like that.
A story of good comin’ out of the worst of places.
Something I needed to hear right now.

“So…” I left a long pause to soften the question that was coming. “Would you say that you’re glad it happened? I mean, surely you’re glad to be alive.”

“I don’t rightly think it’s a fair question,” he said. “The past is dead and gone and all that pain with it. A pile of manure might be lucky enough to have a flower grow out of it, but that doesn’t change its basic nature.”