As I leaned into the c
amera. I began to reflect on just how much Jesus had done for me. I wanted to stay composed, but the joy of the Lord began to fill my thoughts and come pouring out of my mouth with heart-felt expression. I recall the woman at the well. Not, only was it my very first
sermon, I mimicked the
Samaritan woman's life. But one great day, like the
Samaritan woman, I put my faith in Jesus who knew all my faults yet loved me and respected me.
