Sitting in the same pew as I always do, one Spring Sunday in 2015 I happened to look down by my feet. One of the black electrical cords was looking back at me!
I picked up my feet, feeling a little freaked out, hoping it would leave. I stood up and said, “Sorry, I have to move.”
“It’s a snake!” my Granddaughter Aurora said.
We cleared the row and Pastor Eric Helms, in the middle of his sermon, turned to Mark 16:17-18: …In my name they will … pick up snakes in their hands….”
Tim McLaughlin (RIP) tried to grab the snake, but it disappeared into a hole. So Tim went downstairs and found the snake in the basement ceiling and brought it up to show everyone.
And Pastor Eric was finally able to finish his sermon.
Yes, I know it was a friendly black snake, but I didn’t want it wrapped around my leg!