It was a once-in-a-lifetime (i hope) incident when I stood and praised God before the church not knowing when and how I should end. Embarrased? Absolutely. Encouraged? Absolutely too. I am so thankful to God for the humbling experience, from which I learnt sooo much. Beyond feeling lousy and angry, I found myself being grateful for what it had been; that the church was supportive, that belle was standing with me, that the muzos and singers fought with me, that I could laugh off the matter, and that God laughed with me. :) Oh, how I love what I am doing for God and with God. :):) It was another 

"pleasant surprise".

Though it was supposed to be my worst, it became my best.

My best lessons are from my biggest mistakes.