MAN OF GOD (chapter two)

THE CALL             “Reverend!”  It was Daddy’s voice I heard while I was under the orange trees and I was sure of it. Twelve years old and I still didn’t have a single pair of shoes, but I knew my daddy’s voice.  And I knew better than to be late whenever he called me.   “Sir,” I hollered at theContinue reading “MAN OF GOD (chapter two)”

MAN OF GOD (chapter one)

Eyes squeezed so tight you’d swear her eyebrows were touching her cheeks, veins bulging out in places she didn’t even know she had, there wasn’t an ounce of quit in Momma. No sir. Not an ounce. She was gonna keep right on pushing till …