Was the title of Reverend Augusta H. Hall's sermon, sometime in the 1990s. I was so impressed, I bought the tape. I always bought his tapes after service. The dutiful daughter , I always picked up one for my mother.
My mother was an associate pastor, now. I was so happy to see her finally all grown up, intelligent, teaching Sunday school. Lord, little did I know!
[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles July 13, 2014 All rights reserved.]
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