I met a woman at the jail this week that looked a lot like this woman; she was about the same age and had been an addict for all of her adult life and she also shot up in her neck. She kept raising her hand during the sermon with questions: all good questions like, 'is that in the Bible?' She was itching to say something so after she had raised her hand about six times with questions we just let her talk. I can't recall hearing as many swear words per square inch as she used in her 'matter of fact' speech. But somehow she wove those swear words into the most beautiful testimony of how she, for the first time in her life, after repeatedly saying she truly thought she had sold her soul to the devil, caught the vision that God loves her and wants to forgive her and restore her life. It all happened unawares as Miles, our guitar player, spent a few minutes talking with her a week ago, something in his words or prayer for her, absolutely caught her soul on fire, and it was beautiful!