Kristen Marsh kept returning to the prayer.  In her moments of deepest concern about Andy – her husband who was fighting for his life in the hospital – she pulled out the words Rev. Joann H. Lee had written and read them in silence.  "O God Our Great Physician ... "

When I was about 12, my mother and father separated. Money was tight. She worked three jobs. Every Sunday she took us to Calvary Baptist Church in New Orleans. When the offering plate came around, she dug into her wallet. Then, she passed the plate to my sister and me.