I Remembered Mama
Remembering Mama was never something she did willingly. Any time a thought of Mama crossed her mind she’d rebuke herself and ask the thought to return to its sender - herself? Possibly.
Why was it that on this hot February day, God insisted she remember Mama - she could not rebuke her today.
London Blackfriars, Platform 2
A sisterhood that has enjoyed laughter and shed years of tears, it seems that the ladies still have each other’s backs.