Through the Eyes of a Wombat

As one does on a Sunday afternoon, I was eating lunch when I got a call from Amber, inviting me to church with her this evening.
Not normally being the sort of wombat who goes to church, and Amber's church being somewhat reminiscent of the On Fire Christian Centre, but in a high school gymnasium, I was more than a little surprised at the invite, and wondered for a while what the occasion was.
Despite my initial misgivings, it actually turned out to be a worthwhile outing. They decided to put most of the preaching on hold for the evening and we listened to a performance by the Watako Childrens Choir from Uganda. Funnily enough, it was a christian choir, but they sang half in English and half in Kiswahili, which made things entertaining.
An hour or so of music interspersed with children giving speeches about how wonderful Jesus was for giving them new hope, and sure enough, the hats start getting passed around. Should have guessed.
But in any case it was good music, and if the speeches did sound a little rehearsed, thats probably to be expected. Yes, it was worth going to, but I'm not too sure about coming back next week...