The Call to Worship had just been pronounced starting Easter Sunday Morning service in an East Texas church. The choir started its processional, singing "Up from the Grave He Arose" as they marched in perfect step down the center aisle to the front of the church.
However, unfortunatley, the last lady in the choir line was wearing shoes with very slender heels. Without a thought for her fancy heels, she marched right toward the grating that covered that hot air register in the middle of the aisle. Suddenly the heel of one her shoes sank into the hole in the register grate.
In a flash she realized her predicament. Not wishing to hold up the whole processional, without missing a step, she slipped her foot out of her shoe and continued marching down the aisle.
There wasn’t a single hitch. The processional moved with clock-like precision. The first man after her spotted the situation and without losing a step, reached down and pulled up her shoe, but the entire grate came with it! Surprised, but still singing, the man kept on going down the aisle, holding in his hand the grate with the shoe attached.
Everything still moved like clockwork. Still in tune and still in step, the next man in line stepped into the open register and suddenly disappeared from sight as he fell in the open hole in the church carpet. The service took on a special meaning that Sunday, for just as the choir ended with, "Allelujah! Christ arose!" a voice was heard underneath the floor of the church yelling as loud as he could, "I hope all of you are out of my way ’cause I’m coming out right now!!!!!"
It was an Easter they would never forget at that little country church.