For eighteen months I traveled to Jamaica to serve a small church on an interim basis. It was part of what I inherited when my father died, the pastorate and the denominational duties that came with it. Most of my time was spent in Kingston. The poverty there was worse than anything I had ever seen. My only other trip abroad had been to Bermuda, where e…
A Lesson in Humility
I was seeking to be served instead of to serve
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