>You leave your seat and walk down the central aisle
>towards the Minister. You stand beside him/her. The
>organist's hands land more heavily on the electronic
>organ's keys . Hosanna! A soul has surrendered to
>Christ!
And if after weeks of asking your father to come to church with everybody else because you're relied upon to fill the "little child shall lead them" role, he finally does come a few times.....well, then you might go take him by the hand when the organ music is playing and lead him down the aisle to surrender. Later, when you decide you don't want to go to church anymore, you curse that day. On the other hand, a few summers later some of your gay friends lose their virginity in the woods at summer church camp.
>Later, perhaps, only a week later, you're standing in a pool of
>water wearing a white robe.
And you might have to walk down an alarmingly steep and narrow flight of stairs to get there.