It's a motto the small church repeats during worship service, Sunday school and weekly prayer meetings. Wearing wire-rim glasses, Rev. Whitfield reads from 1 Corinthians and Revelation, bouncing from time to time on the tips of his toes. Amid verses laced with visions of immaculate white thrones, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and the fire and destruction of a thousand years of Tribulation, the young preacher's singsong voice rings cheerful, a warm, inviting smile across his face. Soon the volume of his voice will rise up, not in condemnation, but in affirmation, growing as the spirit of the Pentecost moves him and his congregation alike. As morning testimonials come to an end, Keisha slips over to her Korg keyboard.
Church members join the singing, swaying and clapping to the music.
Before the main worship service begins, Keisha's mother Lorraine makes the announcements for the coming month. Big events include a youth choir visit to Warrenton Overlook nursing home, a tour of Christmas lights, a Christmas party and a special play by the church youth. With that, Rev. Whitfield directs the children to Sunday school. Always be prepared. With her musical duties finished for the day, Keisha must keep four young boys reasonably calm after they've just been excused from the Sunday service.