I've got passion yes I do, I've got passion how bout' you?

Today is another beautiful Sabbath day. The birds are chirping and the sun is pleasantly burning the heads of bald men. It has been a great day so far. We got up this morning to the blaring sound of spanish hymns from a loud speaker and tromped down to breakfast. Church started promptly at ten o'clock and that's when I was there...what else would you expect:) Sabbath school is first and we all sat patiently anticipating the wise words of the speaker.

He stood at the podium and took a deep breath. He began to talk about Moses and then broke into his passionate speaking. He no doubt had practiced this speech for hours before he had given it; hair flopped wildly about his face as he threw one fist in the air and then another. His voice dipped down an octave and then exploded into a loud rapid fire of spanish words. He must have not built his stamina up enough for his speech because he decided to stop speaking after an hour. He was truly passionate about that thing that he was talking about. I personally enjoyed every moment of it and am anxious to hear what he has to say next week. Oh if only I had his passion, and his floppy hair...