Tonight was the last night for our church revival week. I skipped it because I figure on the last night they pull out all stops and go for the alter call of all time. I grew up in a church where you didn't even pray out loud when you were alone let alone in a large group of crying and moaning or screaming people. These evangelical alter calls are sometimes a little beyond my tolerance and I know on the last night of revival week, well, I don't want to be there! I love my church but I figured they could handle this without me. Hey, I went through the anointing with oil last night, what more can you ask? So, I went grocery shopping instead. Mmm, I bought black licorice! I think Jesus liked black licorice too...could be wrong though.
