I grew up in Atlanta during the Civil Rights Movement. As a child, after Dr. Martin Luther King was assassinated, I watched his funeral procession through the streets of downtown.…
It was just another simple exercise to open up the next session of the marriage retreat. The speaker invited us to close our eyes and imagine our Father in Heaven.…
My heart was heavy – not with anxiety, but sobriety. I packed my car the night before and laid half-awake wondering what God might do. In just a few hours,…
Divided to United In preparation for a OneRace event, The United Prayer March, I struggled greatly to put my finger on what the Lord was saying to the church. Unity?…
The Glory of Unity Two days after OneRace Stone Mountain I found myself on a plane heading to Asia to speak at a conference for underground house church leaders. With…