House of Israel Insider: The Biblical New Year
Review of TeachingShalom Saints, It is 1955, 11:45 PM in the Antioch Primary Baptist Church and I am a child sitting in a hard, folding metal
Review of TeachingShalom Saints, It is 1955, 11:45 PM in the Antioch Primary Baptist Church and I am a child sitting in a hard, folding metal
Shalom Saints, It was 1952 in the fall of the year and there was a sadness I could feel in the air. I was 4 years
Our family joined the United Brethren Church in Michigan. Their motto, or phrase that encapsulated their beliefs and supposedly guided their behavior was: Keeping Christ and
Shalom Saints, My Mom was a former Jehovah’s Witness and she knew the drill on how to corner people and get in her required time of
Shalom Saints, “Sharon, I’m impressed by your credentials and I have enjoyed talking with you immensely, but you just don’t have the skills for this job.” I
Review of Teaching Shalom Saints, Opening scene: I am a preteen laying on the carpet between the pews at night trying to sleep, but the “holy rollers”
Shalom Saints, Ruby was a large, all white, Nubian goat that stood almost 4 feet high at the top of her head. She was a part
Shalom Saints, I was a denominational junkie. They spoke. I followed. When I did question their words, I listened to their rationale instead of doing my
Shalom Saints, When my gods spoke to me, their words constantly ran through my mind. I adored them! In the late sixties and early seventies, my
Shalom Saints, “Sharon, you are trying to cheat me!” With tears welling up in her eyes, my 4 year-old younger sister was threatening to run and