I was at St. Giles Presbyterian, my home church in the States. It was just after worship, and we were all standing silently, waiting on God. Jean was beside me, and he pulled out his harmonica. I gave him a strange look, and he let me know that he really felt like God was asking him to play. Into the stately silence, Jean began playing his harmonica. The people of the church began to dance to his music.
I laughed so hard on this one!
Left by Jen on June 29th, 2007