Show Don't Tell: Matthew 8:28-34

In the shadow of the tombs just outside Gadara, the air hangs heavy with a restless energy, thick as the humid breeze that rustles the dry grass. The sun begins its descent, casting long, eerie shadows that dance among the graves. Here, two men emerge, their gaunt faces twisted in agony, eyes wild and unfocused, bearing the weight of torment that no one else can comprehend.…