Last night, I was trying to get some sleep and was awakened by someone screaming. I thought that maybe my neighbors were fighting. I went outside and realized it was preaching. There a small little church down the block, so since I was up and it was a nice cool summer night, I decided to take a walk and see what was going on.
I got to the church around the corner and it was empty. No one was there. I could still hear the preaching so I headed in that direction and it seemed that I wasn't getting any closer. Finally, I gave up and went home.
When I got home, I decided I'd end this mystery. I got in the pickup and drove that direction. What I found was a tent revival. 14 blocks away! My goodness! The people who came to hear the preaching was sitting right in front of the pastor. Why did they need to be so loud that I could hear them half the town away? Man was it loud! I heard them 14 blocks away in my bedroom and I thought it was the neighbors having a tiff.
Well, I sat down and listened to a little. The minister was screaming. I only understood every third word he yelled. Eventually, they took a break to play some music. That was the best part because they have this guy that can play a mean bass. I clapped for him, but not for Jusus. After the music, I came back home.
Well, I found out that PhotoBucket hosts videos like YouTube. I think I'll test it out. So, enjoy (or not) this very poorly done video of that bass player doing his rendition of This Little Light of Mine. Now that I've lost some sleep time, I'm going back to bed.
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