....unless you've watched the Florida Outpouring.
This afternoon, we went to minister at our friends' church. Mitch had finished praying for all who wanted a fresh touch or healing from God and was 'layed out' on the floor, basking in the glorious presence of Jesus. Robi-bird walked up front with me and was looking for Daddy. When she finally spotted him, she asked, "Oh, did Dad bam himself?" Uh, yeah. I guess so. ;)
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