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Ministries

Ten o’clock one night, the on-call phone rang.

“Father?”

“Yes?”

“I need to speak to Shane.”

I didn’t know who was calling or why. I tried to explain I didn’t know a Shane and there was no one on staff by that name. Disgruntled, the lady hung up. The next morning I got another call, from another person asking for Shane. This person tried to explain the situation. He started by telling me his story.