He’s Not Here
“Do not sing. I am not here.” The voice startled me. It brought an immediate end to my signing. The euphoria experienced from the piped organs, the harmony of the … Continue Reading He’s Not Here
Who Do You Serve
This morning I felt a stirring in my spirit. I was restless. The restlessness came from a desire to serve at a soup kitchen. Last year, when I was Atlanta … Continue Reading Who Do You Serve
