My neighbor invited me to the event, and drove us to the readings. We arrived, listened, and it was heart-felt to see the congregation was beautifully diversified with people of all ages, ethnicity, socio-economic status, etc. It was also a beautiful sight to watch the children come inside and hear the readings. Wow.
After 1/2 hour or so, my neighbor asked me to participate and go up to the pulpit and read, as others were doing. Initially, I said, "No, not me." Then she reminded me of my passionate disability outreach work, and that I should share my "speaking" voice to read Dr. King's work. I said, "OK."
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