The moon hung in the ebony sky like a half-eaten sugar cookie last Thursday night. The temperature was 80 with a slight breeze. It was a perfect night for the Zoe concert in the Lipscomb Amphitheater.
Listening to those men and women is a feast for the soul's hunger for God. They have been together for 13 years and can anticipate each other's every nuance, tone, and lilt as they sing. God's praise just pours out so naturally and ebulliently. Nothing is forced or "performed".
Thank you Zoe!