I went to church today with Sally, Adam, Sabrina, and the children. It was a very interesting service. The service started at 0900 but we got there at 1000 as we had to bathe and dress the children before leaving the house. We then walked up the street to the church where Genesis is a pastor.
We entered to the crowd standing in song. They were singing that the fire of the Holy Spirit rain down upon us. And rain it did. Not long into the service it began to rain harder than I had witnessed before in Cameroon (although I recall a time in Ohio being worse). About twenty minutes later the rain abruptly stopped.
Then the preacher began raining down screams and yells, telling us that God did not tell us to be satisfied but only content. He said that we should not be satisfied but tell God that we need more of him. It was quite a contrast to the Catholic services that I grew up with.
In the end (1230), neither Adam nor I were converted. But, it was surely a experience that spoke to onces soul/spirit/mind.