I went to the Mission Saturday night for dinner for the homeless; they have a service before it and as GOD is my witness the spirit of the LORD fell on all of us like a mighty rushing wind.

Oh that you could have been there to see people who have nothing but misery get up laughing and crying and dancing in the spirit. 

Old women, young men, and yes, yours truly, members of the mission staff who are recovering from years of drug abuse, all of us just praising GOD for all we were worth. Oh, what a glorious day! 

Actually, you were there in spirit because I know you pray for us!