"You might want to wash your hands." Came the thought into Zora's mind and she quickly headed for the restroom as she held her hand away from her even as she saw several important looking nobody's try to stop Elon's progress into the sanctuary. But short of laying hands on him, which everyone looked loathe to do there was no stopping Elon's progress forward.
It was hard to fight back from grinning and when Zora had reentered the ladies room her face broke out into a full smile. Being with Elon was a blast, whether it doing crazy stunts like fighting demons or turning churches upside down by day. There was never a dull moment to be sure.
She looked into the mirror and with her voice choked with emotion she said, "You gave me away as a gift and yet I feel that I'm the one who's been given something priceless! Thank you God!"
Her spirit warmed within her and she left the bathroom quickly not wanting to miss one moment of her husband's performance. She slipped into the back of the sanctuary as worship time commenced.
Dutifully the still chattering throng broke off their conversations to mutely turn forward as if in rote response to the excited yelling of the worship leader echoing out of the sanctuary on the too loudly set speaker system. Exuberantly she told everyone how excited she was to praise Jesus today and then asked the crowd if they were to, but she didn't give them any time to respond before launching into her song.
Good thing too, because she probably wouldn't have gotten much of a response. In fact the noise of some six hundred people in attendance was less in volume than the praise team who consisted of about seven individuals. And yet what was weird was that the people who were being drowned out by the loud sound volume from the stage had just moments before been filled with sound as they reconnected outside the doors of the sanctuary.
Perhaps one reason for the lower volume from the crowd was because as near as Zora could see maybe only one in three people at best was actually singing along with the praise team!
The rest of the audience stood staring dazedly forward as if in some zombie state of mind or they were still chatting among each other about what they had been outside the sanctuary moments before as they relied on the volume of the praise team to hide the distraction their words were causing to people near them.
In a crowd of over six hundred people it looked like there were only ten to twenty people who actually looked as if they were worshiping. Even that could be deceiving as it was just a look that could be manifested. It was no guarantee that what was being seen was genuine or not.