Rejoice with me, my siblings. Today, the Feast of the Annunciation, is the 25th anniversary of my ordination as a Deacon. I still remember Bishop William Sanders (still living, God bless him) laying hands on me. I grew up in East Tennessee, and I remember what would happen in the church that night if I was slain in the Spirit. Good Southern Baptist cousins were there, proud of me even if they didn't understand why we did things the way we did. I remember still feeling anxious and uncertain as I made the table for the Bishop. I still remember it was a wonderful night.
Thanks, Lord, for all these years working with the question, "Lord, what do you want me to do now?"