One year, in North Carolina, we were also in charge of the combined choir music for a particular campmeeting. We chose some high energy tunes that was sure to get everyone on shoutin' ground. The first night, after about the third song, someone hollered out " Let Brother Doug sing one !" We called for him to come to the podium, and this gently, elderly little man of about 85 years old slowly made his way up to the microphone. I knew we were in for a Heaven-Sent revival. I was at the piano, and he turned to me and said "Page 71, Sonny Boy ". Anyone even remotely familiar with the old redback Church Of God "Church Hymnal" songbook knows that page 71 is "Sweet Hour Of Prayer". I kicked it off, and here we went. I've never seen a slow song move an audience like that before. They were shoutin' and runnin' and fallin' out and brother, did Glory forever more come down. At the end of the second verse, Brother Doug stopped me and sweetly and tearfully said, "You know, Children, sometimes I just wanna humble myself down, and just wave my hanky before the Lord. Just wave my hanky for the Lord." He reached in the back pocket of his Duckhead bib overalls, and pulled out a perfectly pressed silk 20 <strong>NJR</strong> <strong>DIGITAL</strong> <strong>MAGAZINE</strong> hanky and flew it high above his head. I tell you, there was not a dry eye in the place. It was precious. The next night, about the third song, the same thing took place. The next night it happened again. Every night the same thing. Long about Friday night, there was about 2000 people in attendance, and definitely the biggest crowd of the entire series of meetings. A few minutes into the service, somebody called out, "Let Brother Doug sing one!" As every night before, this precious old man went through the same repartee. But this night was slightly different. He stopped me at the beginning of the second verse, and started into his familiar speech. "You know, Children, sometimes I just wanna humble myself, and wave my hanky before the Lord! Just wave my hanky for the Lord." When he reached into his back pocket, instead of his silk hanky, he produced a pair of white Fruit Of The Loom underwear and began waving them high over his head, saying "Come on, Children, don't be ashamed. Wave 'em high before the Lord!" Needless to say everyone totally cracked up, and we never made it through the next verse of "Sweet Hour of Prayer."
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