The Love of a Father

I stumbled into Bible Temple on Glisan Street in the early 90’s, beaten down by my addiction but longing to be free… I can not tell how many times Wayman was right on, giving me these deep bear hugs and telling me how happy he was that I was there.. Little did Wayman know that through those deep, genuine embraces – I was literally experiencing the Love of the Father, which was overwhelming for a son who has come home. He also did know this earliest hugs of love caused me to secretly grimace as well, because of the fresh needle marks and sores underneath my shirt. Wayman was a powerful force through the Power of Love flowed!