A silent challenge from the front
Beside me, Francis was a statue of calm defiance. He didn’t shrink away from the hostility or look down at his lap.
Instead, he kept his head high and locked eyes with the man in the pulpit. He stared at the Pastor with an intensity that challenged the authority of the church.
It was a silent battle of wills fought in the middle of the service. Francis made it clear he would not be intimidated by anyone in this room.