Random Reflections Of A Sound Mind.

I was in a meeting last Sunday evening, in Port Harcourt.   A lady took the microphone and stood up to speak; her image was picked up from where she stood in the congregation by one of the several cameras and beamed clearly on the projector screens in the elegantly decorated auditorium. You could readily tell that she was somewhat older than the most of the young folks in the meeting. It was a Christian gathering, as special kind- an alternative service where congregants were permitted to ask questions and make contributions while a topic was being addressed. The lady with the microphone shared her story of unforgiveness; beginning with how her dad met her mother. The story had it that, the dad was broke and from a poor family while her mom was from a fairly well-to-do family. The woman sponsored the man in career (or school) but died quite early (probably during the delivery of the lady speaking) while the man was yet outside the country. As the woman spoke, her voice