From about a block away we could hear the singing and dancing and shaking and rattling anything that could make noise.
It was worship--uninhibited, total-being worship--that was thrilling. These people had experienced the life-changing power of God. Their walk of faith had taken them through hard places I had never known.
The offering included eggs, chickens, garden vegetables and a few coins.
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This Kigome church really moved me.
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