"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
“These are our people. It's our tribe," Brian Welch says. “Jesus…he didn’t tell people to go into tribes and say ‘hey, don’t use your tribal language anymore, because we’ve gotta do it this way…’”
