One night, I came back from dinner to find one of this congregation had blocked my driveway with their car so I went to tell them to move it….The door was open and I knocked before entering but no one answered….I finally just walked in….In a large front room were a group of the faithful sitting on the floor hands raised eyes closed lost in their worship….One guy was playing guitar….There was an older woman laying on the floor writhing about but not violently in a very gentle undulating motion….They snapped out of their collective trance with disappointment (as if they did not want to come back to this wretched ungodly world) when I clapped my hands together and loudly announced that one of them was blocking my driveway.
I should say they were very polite though and the driver of the offending vehicle (a family van) was quick to move it and apologetic.
The background and the denomination of this group I know nothing about….They seem to be good neighbors and until they start practicing animal or human sacrifice and/or invoking demonic entities they are fine by me.
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I can sense the sarcasm.
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