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Did the congregation notice something different about Victory Church that Sunday morning? Could they see William’s fear, or was his lack of confidence hidden?
Gone were the usual musical flourishes designed to manipulate people’s emotions. Gone was the proclamation of his full name and title. Earlier in the morning, William had searched through his extensive wardrobe. He’d found his first suit right at the back, forgotten. The suit he’d worn at his marriage and ordination. Wearing it seemed appropriate.
Now William stood in the pulpit, paused out of long habit, and bent his head. Give me courage, Lord.
He lifted his head and took a mouthful of water from the glass under the pulpit. “What do you see when I stand here, week after week? Do you see the successful image I’ve worked hard
