A Christmas Eve Awakening by Ronyx
I stood before the church listening to the choir sing, ‘Oh, Holy Night.’ The melodic tune was filling my heart with sadness. I wanted desperately to go inside, but I had turned away from the church years ago.
Now at twenty-six, it had been ten years since I had entered the huge oaken doors of the Fifth Street Tabernacle Church. The last time I was there, Reverend McGowen stood at the altar warning his attentive flock that the end of the America