Pioneer

Leading the Choir of Angels

We walked up the driveway, cold misty rain spraying us as we ducked under the porch awning. He pressed the bell, I held my breath… My introverted self had played scenarios in my mind, as I often do. What will she say? Will I have to speak much? Sometimes, they ignore me completely and IContinue reading “Leading the Choir of Angels”

The Day I Met Smith Wigglesworth…

The week had been dark, gloomy almost. Winds whipped around us, swirling and swooning in a tumultuous rain spat fury. The cold, chilling to our core as we crossed the grassy fields along the River Eden, just the day before. A flame like desire, burning our insides, keeping us engrossed in the rich historyContinue reading “The Day I Met Smith Wigglesworth…”