So to hear Sister Mkhabela’s prayer and to see her stand before us was not just an act of faith; it challenged the theology that drove various prophets, apostles and other Church leaders to declare that people of black African descent were under a curse. In many ways, it reaffirmed for me that faith and prayer can be an act of liberation; from the spiritual bondage that was placed on black people by denying us access to the highest level of the Celestial Kingdom to the physical barriers that kept us from appearing before our brothers and sisters. That is what makes the moment so memorable for me and perhaps so many black Saints. See more at

Janan Graham

I have learned a lot about hope over the past few years since our daughter was diagnosed with a rare genetic syndrome. My heart had always reached out to others dealing with heartbreak and health issues with their children, but I never thought it would be ME dealing with those issues. When our daughter was diagnosed a whole new feeling of emptiness surrounded me. But as I look back I realize the strength and bonding that has resulted in our family because we have such hope for the future. I have realized that God has carried me through the toughest moments and that trials can make us stronger.

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Shawni Pothier