Music, movies, laughter: How one minister seeks to make God accessible

The young woman walked into the church and stood in the vestibule outside the sanctuary. She looked nervous and out of place. One of the ushers came up to me and tapped me, saying, “Minister Nicole, can you talk to this young lady?” She, all of 21 or 22, was shaking and could not look me in the eye. She was scared, and though she didn’t say it immediately, she thought she didn’t belong.

We sat together and began to talk. I took her hand, smiled, and brushed her bangs back. We prayed, and then she said it: “I have a pimp and he is looking for me.”

My chest caved in, but not

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