Praise team had just started the morning set. I was gettin’ into it on the first song, eyes closed, playing my guitar, letting the music wash over and flow out of me. I opened my eyes … and saw my two-year-old son wandering up and down the isles. I chuckled and thought, Well, I can’t get him, someone’ll take care of it.
I closed my eyes and continued to play. When I opened them again I saw the boy running from his oldest sister who was leading a posse of children bent on capturing the young vagabond. It was halfway up the eastern-most isle of the sanctuary when the Regulators caught up with him and brought him down … literally they tackled him right there in the church service. Once subdued he went along peacefully to the nursery.
Another reason First Baptist of Holdrege is a great place to be? These goings on scandalized and upset nobody.