The following is an excerpt from my book “From Heathen to Healer” available HERE It was a typical Michigan winter’s evening – gray and dreary in all respects. But it wasn’t just the weather that was gray and dreary that evening at the healing service – as my wife and another prayer minister were about to witness. My wife and a friend of ours (the aforementioned prayer minister), were at the front of the church waiting for someone to come up for prayer. They didn’t have to wait very long. A rather thin man of average height came forward. He was unremarkable to look at, but, according to my wife “you didn’t need spiritual gifts or the ability to read souls to tell that there was something amiss with him”. She said that it looked like the man was carrying a lot of weight on his shoulders, and indeed he was. Abused as a child and poorly treated during his adult life by society, the man began to pour out his story. It was tale… Read More »Don’t it Make My Brown Eyes Blue?