A Call to Awaken from the Comfort of the West While we in the West debate the temperature of our sanctuaries or whether the worship set list was to our liking, a sobering reality is unfolding across t
When I was a little girl, my most prized possession was a porcelain doll. She was beautiful, with hand-painted features and a stiff, lace-trimmed blue dress that felt like royalty. I named her Mary. B
