I had a feeling this might happen.
Paul was feeling pretty good as we entered church on Saturday evening. This often means he will be more vocal, especially if a room is quiet.
Pastor Kenny was praying after some music, and the room was much quieter with his lone voice, even amplified. So, Paul decided to sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. He really wasn’t that loud, but I whispered in his hear that he needed to stop singing.
To which he replied, as loud as he could while Pastor Kenny was praying, “STOOOOOPPPPPP ITTTTTT!”
The two of us left the sanctuary.
That was embarrassing.
But, I was also happy – taking him off one drug recently and starting another has actually allowed some of the old Paul to return, the one with personality and the occasional embarrassing outburst. I was thankful to God for it!
A friend of mine sitting in the front row said he didn’t hear Paul shout out, so maybe he wasn’t as loud as I thought.
But Paul continued chattering away and flapping his hands, so it was a good decision to leave the sanctuary. Thankfully, I could see and hear everything from the back. God gave Pastor Sam an extraordinary word from 1 Peter 2, with a closing application on suffering and hope that was jaw-dropping in its power and love. I’ll post the link when Bethlehem puts it up.