I was told a funny story that happened on a weekend I was leading worship at our church.
When the worship band took the stage and began playing our first song, a young boy energetically pulled on his mom's sleeve.
"What?"
The little boy points at me.
"I know that guy."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, I saw him in the bathroom."
This is where I wish the story ended. But they never do.
The Mom smiles and continues to sing along.
Another tug on the sleeve.
"Mom, guess what?"
"What?"
"He didn't wash his hands!"
