I would never forget that Sunday evening at church. Her singing grasped my attention and her beauty arrested my heart. She was truly singing unto the Lord and it certainly wasn't self. She lifted her right hand as she sang and praised God periodically. She seldom looked at her audience. I could have seen that she didn't want any of the glory, she was giving it all to God.
When this fine young, beautiful lady was finished and made her way down from the church's stage, she looked my way and smiled. I was awed and taken back. I was really appreciative that she gave me a split second of attention. I wanted the service to end in the next minute so I could introduce my self.
When this fine young, beautiful lady was finished and made her way down from the church's stage, she looked my way and smiled. I was awed and taken back. I was really appreciative that she gave me a split second of attention. I wanted the service to end in the next minute so I could introduce my self.
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