Every church has one..... tell us about yours...

[Whoop Harted]

Originally Posted by Kansas Preacher

We had a mentally deficient man whose family (who were not all there, either) dared him one night to see how much canned whole kernal corn he could eat in one setting. This was just before church, mind you. As the service got to going, so did he. The sound of abundance we heard was NOT rain. The corn came up, and he went down. After rolling in it for a little while, he got up to "run the aisles," painting the walls all the way to the back.

This same man later somehow contracted a "Benny Hinn" spirit -- he fell backwards onto the floor everytime you prayed for hiim. He got to a place that he was coming to the front three or four times a night so you could lay hands on him and he could fall out. One night, I tried to ignore him. We had several folks who had come forward for prayer, and I just acted like I didn't see him. The problem was that he followed me around the front. Finally, I realized I couldn't get rid of him unless I went ahead and prayed for him. I did, and he fell. the problem was that, when he fell, he landed on his back with his head facing the ceiling. Furthermore, his head landed strategically between the feet of a rather large young lady. I can promise you he was NOT in the Spirit. Although he DID have somewhat of a tranquil look as he gazed "heavenward." He lay there until some men finally dragged him out from between the gal's legs. He suddenly jumped up, ran around in front of her, lifted his hands, and wanted a "double portion." This time, I flatly refused.

Some people.

This is a true story, my family and I were in that service. To this day we still call him the corn man and everyone knows who we are talking about!

This same church had a man that would get real stiff and start cackling like a chicken. We called him the chicken man!

Wow, reaching back a few years!

[Jay]

I have a funny story to relate. I had to ponder for a while, but it came to me.


I attend a very small church, and at the time of this incident there were maybe ten people in the church. The pastor, my father, was on the platform leading the singing, while my sister played the piano. When we started singing I'll Fly Away, a fly was flying around the pastor. There were a number of times when this fly would very nearly leave this world in a manner unfit for church. The pastor did not notice this fly very nearly landing in his mouth during this song.

My mother, who sat on the front row, and my sister saw this and started laughing. The rest of us are singing and notice my family members trying to keep a straight face. We start to swallow the grins. The pastor is now getting frustrated as we try to keep from laughing, and that only makes my sister and Mom start laughing. The rest of us start to really grin.

This keeps going through the song, until my sister literally staggered away from the piano and to the back to keep from destroying the service. It did not matter. Service went on, but there was no getting the Spirit back after that.

[kclee4jc]

Originally Posted by BoredOutOfMyMind

I know a man who would open his mouth, tilt his head slightly forward and with the third finger on the left hand push up his glasses. This while the head comes back to the normal place at the same time.

Iiiii think i know this man. Does he preach against medicine??