One of the most defining moments of my life happened when I was about six years old. It was the year 2000, and our church was hosting a three-day Children’s Day program. The event ran from Friday to Sunday, and somehow I had been selected to preach on the Friday evening service. On the day of the event, my father sat me down to prepare. He told me I would be teaching from the Gospel of John. He explained the passage, walked me through the main points, and, knowing how quickly I usually picked things up, wasn’t particularly worried about…
Author: oscar
Hey there, let me take you back to a childhood memory of mine that still resonates with me today. I remember a particular evening when something went awry at our church. I can’t quite recall what exactly it was, maybe a malfunctioning piano, but it needed to be replaced urgently for an event that night. That’s when my dad decided to send me and a much older fellow from our church on a mission to retrieve a replacement from our house, conveniently located near the church. As we exited the church premises, I turned to my companion, whose name escapes…