There is a sense that occurs where one is moved to believe they
are standing upon Holy or sacred ground.
I prefer the Holy for it proposes what I believe is the most profound truth
of humanity; we are not alone. I have
experienced this sense of being present in The Presence on a few occasions. When I was a child I first felt it in Haleys
Grove Baptist Church in Crab Orchard TN when I would go alone to visit my dad
as he studied there. It occurred again
one night years later while laying awake in my family’s tent at Gettysburg. It occurred to me again yesterday as Betty
and I sat alone in Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta GA. It seems that the older I get the more deeply
I am captured by it and only by the most supreme effort am I able not to cry
with great sincerity.
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