Monday, March 5, 2012

Right On, Man

Every once in a while one of our campus' worship groups will perform in chapel. It's always great to see other groups come in and remind us that we are still one bug happy family that love Jesus and stuff, but on occasion the performance just doesn't quite go over as nicely as planned. Our fantastic university choir sang a few weeks back, and they sounded lovely, but I so did not understand what they were singing. 
The song was called "Ride On, King Jesus," which I don't quite understand, but the point is what I heard the entire time was "Right On, King Jesus," so I pictured them as some hippie dippie kids singing about how God is "like totally righteous brah." It was strange.