I am one of the frozen chosen! When the music leader at church asks for us to raise our hands mine do not make it above my midsection. I am uncomfortable with some of the outward displays at church and don’t even get me started about when they bring out dancers during the service. I am not saying any of it is wrong, I know this says more about me than it does about others who partake. When I was in high school at the Catholic Church we went to an older woman who would dress up with multicolored scarves on her head and would beat on a tambourine adorned with the same scarves during the worship. While I was mortified by her in my youth and I am sure others felt similar but she was never removed from a service like the lady in the story I read this morning. In Edmond, Oklahoma a woman was tased and pepper sprayed because she was playing the tambourine too loud during a church service. She was asked to stop when she wouldn’t cops were called and when she tried to run away from the cops back into the service she was taken down by the cops. I’m sorry that this makes me laugh, I would have loved to have been there. Somehow tasing the tambourine lady seems justified or maybe just satisfying to my mind. I think of her as taking one for the team of all the fellow tambourine enthusiast I have ever seen. Now if we can figure out how to pay back the cowbell crowd my smile will be complete!