We laughed. We cried. It was better than Cats.
We had a good crowd that included our pastor's parents, who had come all the way from Ohio.
Little did we know that while they were worshiping with us,
this was happening at their home church... (It starts getting good around 1:15.)
A few things that I love about this:
- The soloist never stops, not even for a second.
- Jesus kicks down the stone. Sometimes, I wish that's how it was really done.
- The guy that runs out carrying the burning stone. One article I read about this said he got second degree burns, but still played drums then went to the hospital. That's dedication. To all musicians who don't play when you have the sniffles....I think the bar has been raised.