We didn’t even have any song books or Bibles out where the people sat. Everything you needed to know, even the Bible verses and the words to the songs, they flashed up on a big screen behind the stage, just like at the movies. And the seats were soft and cushy too, not like those hard plastic chairs at school. You could even lean back a little and fall asleep if you wanted to, although sometimes it was hard to fall asleep with all the shouting and praising God going on. Some Catholic kids at school said I was a Protestant, even though I told them that our church was called “Lamb of the Redeemer Holy Ghost Worship and Revival Center.” Some kid with big ears even called me a Fundamentalist once, whatever that meant, and he made it seem like it wasn’t such a great thing to be, either. When I asked Mom about it, she said we weren’t really anything. She said the church was on its own and we just went there because we liked it. Our church didn’t have any statues of Mary outside, that was for sure.
