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‘Twas the Night Before Holy Week…

“‘Twas the night before Holy Week, quiet and deep,As hearts turned to Jesus, and none were asleep.The palm branches ready, hosannas would ring,Soon riding a donkey came Heaven’s true King. By candlelit stillness, in prayer they would stay,Reflecting on love that would not turn away.In the garden He knelt, in sorrow and pain,Submitting to death …

Speak to the Mountains

THE FOREWORD I wrote this piece after hearing a sermon my Apostle taught on the power of belief and productivity. Many months later, I was able to share it at the monthly Open Mic we host at our church. I once heard my mom say that most sermons that preachers preach are often of something …