There was some beautiful singing, a delightful discussion about goats, and no interpretive dancing whatsoever. The dancing comes tomorrow. Tonight's final hymn was described as: "actually it's a gospel song, it comes from a verse in Exodus."
The tune was clearly western and not at all southern. If we must be ecumenical, let us keep our semantics in order.
It was darn catchy too. I'm humming it as I type
Sunday, October 01, 2006
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