Reviewing a few old posts of mine. I love this one.
Picture a sunny Sunday in September. Add a Presbyterian church steeple. Put people in the pews. The people are eyes front, ears focused on Rev. Richard’s stirring sermon. He stops. He stares at the back of the church and says, “I believe we have a visitor”. All eyes follow his to where he is looking steadfastly on. I was seated in the back row and therefore got a good look at the apparition. It looked straight down the aisle at Rev. Richard, then to the left of the pews, then to the right. Then it turned and quit the church.
I got up and walked after it, another lady did the same. We followed it across the church lawn, to the wheelchair ramp by the side of the church, where it came to a sudden stop and sat unmoving. No fear, just there he was – a tall but very…
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