I am metamorphosing
Went to a Pentecostal Church with Carmen. Wow! Everyone in the church – men and women –was crying including the pastor. Some people went to the front and kneeled or laid flat on the floor to cry. It seemed absurd at first, but then I remembered my latest of life’s lessons – the first impression/thought I ever have about anything is usually wrong. These folks probably have many things to cry about and Jesus Christ was not necessarily one of them. Carmen dragged me to the front row, I guess so we could see better, but maybe because she thought I might want to go to the front and cry, too. The way my communication skills are not happening, I almost did.
Carmen the Chicken Killer by Sarah Curtiss 