There are Becks all over the place - on the barstool next to you, 2 seats down the pew, in the front office at your daughter's school... they're like dirt; you don't even start seeing them until they become clods - then it's too late.
What it comes down to for me about Beck is trying to fathom why a man would do this to himself - send himself so far away from God..
Read the Article at HuffingtonPost
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