Surrounded by hundreds of choir members, thousands of church goers, and cameras everywhere, Bishop Walker hits his stride with Power. “Power over poverty. Power over depression. Power over grief.”
His tabernacle is a modern day Ryman, replete with the upper deck placing another thousand people under the spell of his voice.
Yet after the service, as people queue to load the buses, there’s a simple, dignified calm. Nobody looks at their watches. Nobody resents those who left in the buses before them. Everyone is protected by a communal shroud of peace. Just like the fellow in this picture. That’s great power.
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