Who would've known that for some people, church is the place to truly let their colors shine.
"Colors" meaning talents.
I've had this experience more than once in my life, but today was probably one of the worst.
I'm sitting in church and this interesting young man behind me was ready to
step onto his very tall pedestal for the rest of the audience to see, or in his case, hear...
The organ starts playing, everyone is flipping to the right page in the hymn book,
and this guy is sitting up tall ready for his performance.
So the song begins and this guy (I kid you not) start singing at the top of his lungs.
You know, he really wasn't half-bad, a little pitchy and obnoxious, but it wasn't a horrible voice.
That's beside the point- he was singing to make sure God and all the angels in heaven were sure to hear.
So instantly, my eyes widen and I get a little stiff.
Naturally my friend Lauren and I (who have had a history of
unstoppable laughter at the most inappropriate times) start to slowly shake with silent laughter.
I'm not kidding- the guy was out of control. I'm all about singing the hymns, but to that point where it's basically echoing off each wall and literally hurting my ears, there's a problem.
In my opinion anyway.
Man, I wish I would've recorded it so I could let you hear.
At first I thought it was hilarious, I had a hard time controlling myself, but then it got super obnoxious.
And very unnecessary.
So- for all you hymn belters out there, do us all a favor and tone it down a bit.
Please.
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