I remember
this sweet church, one of the first places where I received such nourishment from
heaven, where my eyes flickered in ecstasy and at times all I could see was
mist when my eyes opened after a deep communion with God. Returning to this
sanctified community, I felt the love of the people. In seeing their faces, my heart
warmed, with my soul inclining me that I must return here often, for the worship
filled the depths of me, feeling the presence of the Spirit as I was deprived of
in the past weeks. Also I met again a friend whom I was sure would have
forgotten me but she remembered me and I had forgotten her.
K.Oni
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