I took a leaf out of Jacks book today and went checking out the local culcher. I went to a dance recital (is that the right description?). It conveys the right notion anyway. Lots of dancing. Mostly girls, a couple of guys.
I was there with my photographer’s hat on so the culcher was achieved through a very small viewfinder which made it a little less impacting than were I watching it unimpeded. Still it was moving. There is something about a company of stunning people all doing the same beautiful thing at the same time. It was remarkable to watch.
I went the sook too and almost misted over during one piece. It was a moving God sort of thing… it is funny when he shows up… God in the middle of dancing… Dear oh dear what would the Southern Baptists think??