Gina, I was enthralled with every detail since I grew up in the church too--and a child's eye view of the experience is so arresting. We see the painstaking ceremonies with fresh eyes like impish aliens creeping and peering in from the outside or visiting from another planet. Loved the offering plate and the jelly bean dropping and the cousin scooping it up?! Haha. Score 10 for slipping in comedic punchlines! Just 1 q: I've never been to your church but would the altar call come before the offering plate or at the very end?
In my memory of my grandparent's church, the offering came last. Given the type of church (Missionary Baptist) there were likely several times during the service when congregants could come forward, but you've got a point. My memory is likely faulty as the altar call is usually last. These are draft chapters, so I can resolve that for the final book. THANK YOU for reading and for bringing this to my attention. Comments like these are wonderful to receive while I'm working through this book!
Gina, I was enthralled with every detail since I grew up in the church too--and a child's eye view of the experience is so arresting. We see the painstaking ceremonies with fresh eyes like impish aliens creeping and peering in from the outside or visiting from another planet. Loved the offering plate and the jelly bean dropping and the cousin scooping it up?! Haha. Score 10 for slipping in comedic punchlines! Just 1 q: I've never been to your church but would the altar call come before the offering plate or at the very end?
In my memory of my grandparent's church, the offering came last. Given the type of church (Missionary Baptist) there were likely several times during the service when congregants could come forward, but you've got a point. My memory is likely faulty as the altar call is usually last. These are draft chapters, so I can resolve that for the final book. THANK YOU for reading and for bringing this to my attention. Comments like these are wonderful to receive while I'm working through this book!
As always, Gina transports and drops me into the middle of my childhood!
Thank you, Lausanne!