I'm at my quasi-thanksgiving dinner with relatives. I hear a haunting sound from another room. "Is that a children's song?", I ask myself?
No! It was worse! Adults are gathered around a mobile device, singing along with a cultish, idiotic song. They are sing about "Paradise Earth, new mown hay, perfect days.."
New mown hay?!?!???? With what, a Holy Spirit powered tractor??!?!?!?