Great story, Pilgrim! I will add a similar one.<br><br>A few years ago when I was looking for a Reformed church, my first attendance was at a PCA church merely 6 blocks from my house! The church was attractive, the location perfect, the congregation growing....I thought I was set! <br>As I walked into the building a few minutes before service, my body started vibrating as the worship band was cranking up a tune. The electric guitars and bass were amplified to the level of a Metallica concert. Instantly my mind flashed back to my tatto-getting and concert-going days....perhaps there was going to be an "up with Jesus" mosh pit? Nah, couldn't be. <br>The service was truly Charismatic. The congregation kept lifting their hands to the air for receiving the Holy Spirit. The sermon was personal (i.e. a personal story by the pastor) and Christ was not mentioned. It was an entertaining story the "preacher" told, but unrelated to the Bible.<br>The best part about the day was that I got a free coffee mug out of the deal. It was a great mug until one day, while reading Arthur Pink, I dropped it on the floor and the mug met its demise. Oh well.<br><br>Steve

Grace is not common.