praise

The Gospel Sing is in town. The pickup pulls in towing a little travel trailer, the tent and stage pop up, the word goes out and the faithful gather. Just before the cicadas start, I can hear the cadences of invocations and imprecations and voices raised in song, though I can't make out the words. I know the message, though: Repent, cast out sin, Jesus loves you, praise him, support our mission.
    And on to the next hamlet.