The service was a fascinating blend of African and traditional United Methodist music and liturgy.  Those in attendance eagerly praised God and showed us exuberant hospitality.  I think our youth enjoyed it as well (though they did comment that, at two hours, it was a little long) and one of them commented that it was “wonderfully obvious” that they believed in God.

    I really like that phrase.  Wonderfully obvious.  It made me think about whether I have a wonderfully obvious faith.  The nature of my vocation probably makes it clear that I have faith.  Even an obvious faith.  But wonderfully obvious?  Does my faith sing and soar or does it slump and slouch?  I suppose we all have moments of slumping and slouching, but I pray to be bold enough so that another young teen will tell me that my faith is also wonderfully obvious.