How Sweet the Sound

Tonight I stood as an adopted child of God holding my own adopted twenty-three-month-old East African son in a country where we couldn’t have sat together fifty years ago surrounded by white middle-class Baptists singing an old Christian hymn written by a former slave trader who had repented of enslaving my son’s ancestors.  Amazing grace, indeed.


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