Years ago, while attending the largest city church in Rochester, NY, a wonderful women’s pastor asked me to take over her class for an evening, as she was going to have to be away. Needless to say, I was honored, but admitted “I’m not a Bible teacher- but I’ll do my best.” My dearest friend, a well-respected black woman named “Queenie” (Yep! I said it: “black” and “woman”) had the gift of discerning of spirits and attended that class with me. She said, “You know there are at least 6 witches in this class!” (and Queenie was never wrong!) Fear set in like nobody’s business. I was no stranger to spiritual…