What We Learned

I hoped he’d come to God on his own, so I didn’t make him go to church with me unless he wanted, delighted when he did, disillusioned when he didn’t.

The Baptism

Pastor danced through the crowd, knocking people down with a single touch of Holy Ghost power. Prayer Warriors ran behind him, spreading blankets over the bottom halves of women so they’d be decent in their long-skirts and dresses.