Launched in Service – Anchored in God

“Crack.” The tinkle of glass and the splash of liquid could be heard over the heads of the silent, exquisitely dressed crowd, all the way to the back row of the newly constructed bleachers. In front of the bleachers, on a small, slightly raised platform stood a beautiful young girl with the top half of a champagne bottle tightly gripped in her upraised right hand. Slowly, but surely the huge object which the girl had struck with the bottle started to move back, away from the girl and the crowd...