I Gave My Heart To Jesus And Now He Never Calls

Last night I went to see the Harlem Gospel Choir. I'm in favour of anything that can get my bony white ass up on out of a seat and moving. That doesn't happen a lot what with me being a lazy bastard and all.

I also hate being out late on a school night and of course, by the time I got home I was so hungry, I coulda eaten the hind leg off the lamb of God!

This morning, I was having a break at work and Jennifer was asking me about the whole choir experience. I told her about the Hallelujahs and the swaying and the clapping and such and that the choir among other things had backed up U2 on the song I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For.

About 2 minutes from then, the muzak began to play Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson. Okay, it didn't. It actually played U2's - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For.

No, I didn't drop to my knees and start to testify but maybe I should have? That Jesus - you can't do anything without him trying to interrupt.

Despite having a strong Catholic background, a zealot for a mother and a sister who's a nun, I don't claim to be religious at all. I do love me some gospel music though.

I had heard the choir was heading for town and then back burnered it. Then Tanya and Robert decided to go on a cruise and they couldn't use their tickets so I bought them from them.

Glad that I did. Although the seats were 5 rows from the stage and I didn't think I was black enough to pull that off, it wasn't a problem.

Great show and as I said lots of swaying, clapping and shouting and singing. Great personalities and voices and lots of harmless audience participation. Come back anytime HGC.

Yours in Christ,



n.v. said...

Dale, I'm linking to your blog. Stop me if you dare! Hopefully this will pressure you to write more.

Dale said...

Oh yeah? Well I'll show you. Or somethin'

n.v. said...

So your sister is a nun . . . do you think she's ever played with the one-eyed snake?

I used to want to be a nun. But gross hedonism got in the way. Now I'm godless and trying to lose 15 pounds.

Dale said...

I dunno. She had a fella trying to marry her at some point but I guess the poverty HeyZeus was offering was just too hard to resist.

Hedonism is next to godlessness and that's o-tay.