I was attending a small church. On Wednesday night the preacher directed the music and delivered the sermon. The Pianist was an elderly lady who had been the Pianist there since before the preacher was born. In the middle of the hymn he says, "We will sing the last verse Acappella." Last verse arrive she kept playing he was singing and kept glancing over at her. She never looked up through the whole song. The congregation was doing more giggling than singing. :24:


