God Is Great, God Is Good
Every Sunday one of Betsy's parents drove into the circular drive of the church to deliver their child to church school. Sometimes Betsy stayed for worship, but her parents drove back home, because Sunday morning followed their wild Saturday night parties. Ambitious, upwardly-mobile people, it was part of the game -- invite only the right people, all the way up to the boss. There were loud arguments and drunken laughter. One night Betsy awoke and came down the stairs. Seeing the eating and drinking, she said, "Oh, can I give the blessing?