Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Of Lyrics and Leaves

Sunday, March 26…
Sang with the choir at First Baptist this morning and discovered that – like the Pentecostal service I attended in Austin, Baptists also have flutes, horns, and drums to accompany the congregational singing. And the congregation wasn’t singing traditional hymns. The songs were contemporary and upbeat, w/ vernacular lyrics (…wanna be just like Jesus) – again, very much like the Pentecostals (but w/o the spontaneous Thank-you-Jesuses). Now I’m curious… have all the mainstream churches gone “pop” in their worship? We’ll be in Cuba next Sunday (and I’m sure the Catholics don’t wanna be like Jesus). But when we get back I’ll check out a Methodist or Episcopal church.

Just before Sunset
(campground is surrounded by trees)
The rest of the day was spent preparing to move on. We’ve been here 9 days – twice as long as anywhere else. Long drives tomorrow and Tuesday, then some time w/ extended family on Wed and on the plane to Havana early Thursday morning. Campfire w/ the Ohioans. I excused myself after the s’mores so I could catch up the blog – Greg didn’t come back ‘til almost 11. 
Black oak (MD)








Live Oak (the South)

Campground


















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