On a platform, she appears slightly hunched, her reddish-brown hair tumbling over her shoulders, gray-blue eyes flashing. She speaks in a rapid monotone. The words that tumble out are impassioned, ...

“Night is coming when no man can work. There is work to be done and a world to be won, and we must be about our Father’s business. The time for playing games is over.” With those words, Rev. John ...