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Asante Baba

I am humbled often. I need to be. He knows that. The most recent humility began last night in a country church in Hazel, Kentucky surrounded by 11 Wednesday night attendees. It ended by a recollection of 200 displaced, praying, weeping Congolese women on a concrete floor. Beneath a cross. Stones in hand….. and a […]

.The Door.

Back Home. It grounds me. Where people simple are who they are. Where you go to Wal-mart for a mini high school reunion and instead of getting home late from being stuck in traffic – you run short on time because you have to catch up with all your relatives you see in town. Nothing […]

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