Originally posted by CRASH
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We went to a small church in McKinney (250 people) years ago, the associate pastor (pastor's son in law) was deeply into theatrics. He was also the band leader. He was deep into song and started to say someone had a word they needed to share. I had a giant WTF look on my face and started looking for places to get out of dodge. He points at me and screams in Mississippi revival tone "Sean! You have a word from GAW-DA to share!" music goes soft and I simply responded "apparently I didn't get the email..." music completely stopped as the rest of the congregation began to fill with the spirit of wrath and the only sound is my asshole brother in law laughing.
I completely deflated that place, the uncomfortability in there was great. I also insured that I would never get called on again for anything.
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