The meetings were powerful. Each night what appeared to be hundreds and hundreds of people wended their way down the aisles as our team reached out their hands and healed the sick, the lame, the broken. I never saw their faces. They just wept and wept.

Each night I would head back to the place my wife and I were staying. Our grandchildren would be there.

Each morning Jacob would ask me, “did they ALL get healed?” Continue reading A Change Just Happened This Weekend →