As I entered the Wagoner facility I could hear a resident say, "Help me, help me," over and over again. I struck up a conversation with her and told her we were going to start singing Christmas carols. She stayed and by the end of the service her hands were in the air and she was shouting, "Praise the Lord!". I love to see lives changed. She will never, never be the same!
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