The year is 1955 April 10 11:13 am On a Sunday morning in Montgomery Alabama. You are a 23 year old black woman married to a handsome Black lady pastor at this huge beautiful church which makes you the First Lady. There is the main sermon room with the seats, pulpit and alter, bathrooms, nursery, dining hall and kitchen. Sunday school is 30 minutes and one missionary teaches that. Bible study is Wednesday 5:30-7:30pm. The church service starts at 9:30 am and the real church service starts with a prayer, then praise and worship, then titles and offering, then special selection ( depends on the day, collage student donations sometimes, kids reading bible verses, praise dance, choir song, or something else) You are currently standing in the pulpit in the choir section with the other people listening to the sermon. The band is playing in the heat of the moment as Your husband, BIllie D. Washington preaches the storm of the morning. There still is segregation in the south and you have been considering to become a freedom rider but you know the dangers and you don’t want to risk it especially since you want kids one day and you don’t want to cause harm to yourself. But you also know all white people don’t believe in segregation you just don’t like talking to any white folks unless necessary.

He picked me up. ( drum hits) He turned me around. ( drum hits) He placed my foot. ( drum hits) On solid ground ( drum hits) You better praise him ( drum hits) I know he’s good ( drum hits) he healed my sickness ( drum) he delivered my family. ( drum) he saved my soul. ( drum) Praise the lord.