Right in my own backyard

I showed up to a Los Angeles church on Saturday, runners on, mobile phone charged, a full tank of petrol in my car, prepared for what I’d later consider one of the most powerful sermons I’ve ever experienced – and it didn’t come from a pulpit.

I showed up to a Los Angeles church on Saturday, runners on, mobile phone charged, a full tank of petrol in my car, prepared for what I’d later consider one of the most powerful sermons I’ve ever experienced – and it didn’t come from a pulpit.