Not long after my record label shut its doors, I traveled to Ethiopia with Wess. Over breakfast one morning I told him I thought I was done with music. He suggested otherwise. He suggested I keep singing, keep traveling, keep speaking for Compassion’s children. Wess saw ability in me when I didn’t, saw a future… 
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Just A Minute from Wess Stafford
Please Play With Me?
I take one step out of the stairway and onto the living room floor and “Please play with me?” The boy shaped puzzle is forcing a pleasant smile, his desperate sales pitch to everyone he meets in the world – the cashier, children at the park, the FedEx man, dad – his lovable un-leavable best.
“Please… 
Ugly Manna
“The B says buh,” the four-year old sings. And I’m in total agreement. It certainly does.
“The B says buh,” he continues and I sing along until… “Ugly manna makes a sound. The B says buh.”
I’m sure Ann and Emily could turn such a moment into something rather profound. About the gifts of God, rained down… 
The Return Of Mimi
It’s been five months since we last saw Mimi. When Sambhaji’s chair was added to the dinner table she just stopped showing up. For a couple years she’d been arriving just after supper, with her props and rubber-faced expressions and slow southern drawl.
“Shaaaawwwwwn,” she once said,” how’ve you been, sweety? Tell Mimi about it?”
As I… 
A New Kind Of Life
Gabriella is my theologian, dissecting everything she’s taught, digesting it into questions I often can’t answer.
“If God can forgive anybody for anything,” she once asked,”will he forgive Satan one day and let him into heaven with us?”
“Someone had to be punished for my sin because God made that rule,” she once reasoned. “Why didn’t he… 


