The Reconciler

I was in a church sanctuary with people of different nationalities. A black woman pastor was preaching about a great man who had brought reconciliation and was worthy of much honor. I looked to her right and saw my friend Ken Malone kneeling at the foot of the stage near the stairs, and he seemed to be covered in a prayer shawl. The whole congregation started singing, and it appeared the angels were singing with us. I raised my hands and began to sing and worship.