Dear Jesus,
It was a deep struggle for all of us to end our time of worship, but after almost two hours of intense Spirit-led worship and prayers, we were released. It was simply ethereal.
Besides, the scorching sun, blazing high up in the sky, would have defied any further attempt to stay.
"Hallelujah!" A deep voice, which I'd recognize anywhere as my Dad's, said. I swirled and saw him just behind our little gathering. I gave him a sweet smile.
He looked proud of us all.
"This is the generation of they that seek you, Lord," he said. My lips exploded into a wide grin.
He came closer to us and we all greeted him. Dad recognized Nathan immediately I told Dad his name during their introduction.
"You're Pastor Victor Fremont's son, Healing Assembly, right?" Dad said as he shook Nathan's
