Excuse Me, Whose Baby Is This?

Here are four ways to help a new Christian grow up.

It was almost time to turn on the headlights. Suddenly, in the gray dimness ahead of me, I saw something move in the roadway. I mashed down the brake pedal and lurched forward as my tires screamed against the pavement. It took an instant for my brain to register what my eyes were seeing. Crawling across Parkhill Avenue in the twilight was an infant,