yechezkiel and ragamuffin33ad have done posts lately about altar calls and hyped-up worship. Here's my golden memory from way back when.We were going to rehearse a trio for a chapel service at seminary. Two singers (myself and John, a former Southern Baptist) and the accompanist were there on time. We waited in the choir loft for a long stretch. Finally our perennially late third singer, Tom, came bursting through the doors of the chapel, hair wet from a shower (he'd been playing basketball), and started down the center aisle.
I called out, "Sing another chorus, he'll come down."
Former SB John punched me in the arm and said, "That's a terrible thing to say in front of someone who's sat through sixty-four verses of Just As I Am!"