WHEN FAITH BECAME A SONG: More than 90,000 mourners gathered in solemn stillness beneath the morning sky outside Family Worship Center. They weren’t there for entertainment—they came to honor something holy. Then, without a single announcement, Alan Jackson stepped forward. A Bible rested under one arm, his guitar gently in the other. No spotlight. No stage lights. Just a man, a song, and a moment that would echo forever.
THE HYMN THAT SHOOK THE HEAVENS: Alan Jackson’s Quiet Tribute Leaves Thousands in Tears at...