The Dancing Blond

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The Dancing Blond

The Dancing Blond

The 10th Anniversary of the Church was a grand event. The storefront church now had a church building and enjoyed its beauty.

The special speaker was back in the pastor’s study. Service was in progress. It was almost time for the preaching, but since the special speaker wasn’t on the platform, the pastor was stalling and trying to fill up some space.

Turning to a young minister he advised him to choose three to testify that would have a “good testimony.”

All three testimonies were edifying. But there was still no speaker. The pastor held up one finger, signaling for one more testimony.

A 19-year-old stood up and marched to the pulpit where he could have access to the microphone. “I got a wonderful praise report,” he exclaimed.

“For two years, my brother and I prayed for God to save our mom, and he did two months ago!” He said.

His middle-aged, blonde mother came dancing down the aisle and across the front while the saints clapped and praised the Lord.

“We prayed for God to get our mom out of prison, and he did!” He added.

Mama kept on dancing and the saints were standing and clapping.

“We prayed and God delivered our mom from alcohol. Every day she would go to the liquor store and buy a bottle of Jack Daniels, but she don’t do that no more!” He continued.

The crowd screamed “No” and gave it’s thanks to God, while they clapped their hands. A few ran the aisles.

Mom kept shouting!

“My mom’s been delivered. Now when she goes to the liquor store, she don’t buy liquor no more!”

“No!” the audience roared, enjoying the victory report! And clapped some more.

“All she buys now is cigarettes!” He said.

Mama lost her shout.

The pastor took the pulpit and in an attempt to recover the moment. He asked for everyone to stand and worship the Lord.