On Sunday, after Harold’s message about loving our neighbors, we heard a poem. It was written by a young woman at Fellowship North named Caffanie Calloway, and several people requested… Continue reading My Neighbor, Myself
A racially-unified family of God
On Sunday, after Harold’s message about loving our neighbors, we heard a poem. It was written by a young woman at Fellowship North named Caffanie Calloway, and several people requested… Continue reading My Neighbor, Myself