Tell me everything about this woman you once knew. Tell me everything she ever told you about Jesus of Nazareth.” Marcus saw the fever in his eyes. “Why?” he said, frowning. “Why does it matter?””Just tell me, Marcus Lucianus Valerian. Tell me everything. From the beginning. Let me decide for myself what matters.”And so Marcus did as he was asked. He gave in to his deep need to speak of Hadassah. And all the while he talked of her, he failed to see the irony in what he was doing. For as he told the story of a simple Judean slave girl, Marcus Lucianus Valerian, a Roman who didn’t believe in anything, proclaimed the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Tell me everything about this woman you once knew. Tell me everything she ever told you about Jesus of Nazareth.” Marcus saw the fever in his eyes. “Why?” he said, frowning. “Why does it matter?””Just tell me, Marcus Lucianus Valerian. Tell me everything. From the beginning. Let me decide for myself what matters.”And so Marcus did as he was asked. He gave in to his deep need to speak of Hadassah. And all the while he talked of her, he failed to see the irony in what he was doing. For as he told the story of a simple Judean slave girl, Marcus Lucianus Valerian, a Roman who didn’t believe in anything, proclaimed the gospel of Jesus Christ.

– Francine Rivers –

An Echo in the Darkness

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