Deloris M. Foster

“The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” — John 1:5 I didn’t plan to open the door. I didn’t set out to fall. But sometimes, the shadow doesn’t come with a pitchfork. It comes as a flickering screen and a voice that whispers, "You’re just curious… one more episode won’t hurt." For three nights, I found myself mesmerized—entranced, really—by a television series drenched in lust, violence, and vulgarity. I told myself it was just entertainment. But I knew...

I had the window open just a bit to let in the afternoon air, and suddenly-out of nowhere-I heard the flutter of wings. I turned to the side to look and there was a pigeon sitting on the windowsill. She wasn't pecking or pacing. She was just there. Quiet. Still. Listening...She heard my soul singing-and came to bear witness.

Nine baptisms. One soul, searching. And a mystery hidden in the number 9 that changed everything.” Read the story the church never told you… I was baptized nine times in my life. Nine times I stood before God and said, "Wash me again, Lord. Let me be clean. Let me be close." Some might say it was unnecessary. Some ministers told me once was enough, but I didn’t believe them. Because what they didn’t understand was this: I wasn’t running from sin. I was running toward God. Every time I...