Please, come with me . . .
and experience . . .
Nothing but the truth?
It can only be God!
It was one of those night vigils on campus, but this one was different for me. I sat in the congregation angry at someone who had hurt me terribly . . .
At this point of the study, I felt the same shame as the one I felt when I admitted to the policeman that I was at church while my car was parked where it shouldn't have been.