The parking lot is packed. Inside, people are dancing, hopping, swaying and clapping to the praise music. Pastor Dobie Weasel takes off his coat to fully praise the Lord, holding his arms out and turning around with a joyful abandonment before God. Even the balcony is packed. The congregation begins to worship.
Beautiful melodies continue, and there is a comfort in the air.
All hands are raised. The service goes from lively to relaxing. There is no sense of hurry. Black and white attendees mingle freely. Downstairs, the kids church is revving up.