The Woman Caught in Adultery and the Woman At The Well


Alone at St. Stephen the Martyr.  In the dark, in front of the tabernacle, just me and Him.

This is where I am happiest, with Him.

The door opens and a woman comes in in nurses scrubs, and sits down.  She is crying.   She is crying so loud it tears at my heart.  I go to her.

With tears in her eyes she looks up at me.  She sees perhaps the compassion in my eyes and that I want to be with her and moves over so I can sit down.

"I'm here if you need to talk, if you need anything."

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