Stunningly made up teenage girls sing into wireless microphones with their free hands reaching out to something invisible above their heads while parking lot boys bang away on acoustic guitars in name brand hoodies and distressed jeans, all of them careful not to let the electricity of their praise knock over the projector for the PowerPoint presentation the preacher needs to cry in front of later.
Behind the cameramen and hysteric members of the congregation being dunked in hot tubs, God is slumped in one of the perfectly manicured pews, head in His hands, chanting to himself,"I promised not to flood again. I promised not to flood again. I promised..."
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