First appeared Novmeber 16, 2008

     I had such a blessed experience yesterday that I soon will not forget.  I went to family court.  Normally going to a courtroom is not an exciting event.

     Being a minister, and a past foster parent, the necessity of occasional visits to family court as a witness is never on my “most exciting things to do” list. 

     The negative encounter is multiplied by the attitude of the court officials and those you meet in hall of the cold marble floors. ...


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