Phil and I haven't been to a play in about 25years, but today we went to one at a local high school. A student who is a friend of ours had designed the sets. The play was "Little Shop Of Horrors". This was a movie and a play way back when. It's a campy, funny, science fiction romance. You get your money's worth with some of everything. For those of you not familiar with the story, it's set in a florist's shop where a plant has to have blood and human bodies in order to thrive and grow. And grow it does. This particular play is not one I would have chosen to go to, but I would have been wrong. It was delightful and wonderful, the best play I've seen. The songs were great, I'm still wondering how the students memorized all the lyrics plus lines. I can't even remember to take food out of the oven or take the laundry out of the machine. Ah, youth! I did not see one mistake, and they were truly in character and amazing. The last picture is of our friend, Melinda, who designed and painted the sets. There was a standing ovation given at the end, and well deserved. I think God likes it when we clap our hands for Him, and fold them in prayer. He deserves not only a standing ovation, but our lives dedicated to him in thanks.
"Let the rivers clap their hands, let the mountains sing together for joy; let them sing before the Lord, for he comes to judge the earth. He will judge the world in righteousness and the peoples with equity." Psalm 98:8,9