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Imagine lying on the side of the road… bleeding. Barely breathing. Watching people walk past you — people who knew your name, people who prayed every single day — and not one of them stopped. Not one. Now imagine the only person who did stop… was the one you'd been taught your whole life to hate. T…

Imagine lying on the side of the road… bleeding. Barely breathing. Watching people walk past you — people who knew your name, people who prayed every single day — and not one of them stopped. Not one. Now imagine the only person who did stop… was the one you'd been taught your whole life to hate. The road from Jerusalem to Jericho was not a safe road. Seventeen miles of winding, narrow, rocky descent — dropping nearly 3,000 feet through barren wilderness.