Having grown up in the South being exposed to almost one worship style, I’m adding something else that I’m thankful I’ve lived long enough to experience. Tonight our congregation was invited to an evening of praise and worship at a local predominantly African American church. The minister there, Sam, is a friend of ours through his business partner, Mac, who is a member of our congregation. We’ve formed a close friendship with Sam over the past few years and recently he spoke at our church one Sunday morning. It’s been a blessing to meet and get to know brothers and sisters from other parts of the kingdom. We have been enriched tremendously by our fellowship with those brothers and sisters in the broader kingdom. I’m thankful to be a part of a body of believers where I’m able to walk down that path of unity and continue to see the walls coming down.