Proving that nothing is ever wasted – even on 3ABN
I don’t watch much television – and unless it’s “Lost” or “The Office” or my daily dose of “Good Morning America,” I am content to leave the TV off. I don’t have cable – just bunny ears – and from what I hear, I will be forced to buy some sort of converter box come February when the entire nation switches to digital.
[We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Just know that, what with my current financial state and strong aversion to change, it’s probably going to be ugly. Prepare yourself.]
But the bunny ear antenna isn’t so bad – I get all of the basics (ABC, NBC, CBS, PBS, Fox), plus whatever that channel is that plays dinnertime reruns of “Everybody Loves Raymond.” Also, blame it on living in the Bible Belt, but I get at least 5 Christian channels.
For free. Just like salvation.
In flipping through stations, I rarely, RARELY, stop on one of these channels – which typically feature a sweaty televangelist, or an alarmingly plastic preacher, or smiley children in overalls singing “He Has Made Me Glad.” But the other night, in the midst of flipping, I stopped on 3ABN (that would be the Three Angels Broadcasting Network) while I walked into the other room to get the popcorn out of the microwave. When I walked back out, this was playing:
And there, in the face of a cheesy living room set and unglamorous musicians, I was spellbound. This woman’s voice is GORGEOUS. And what are they singing? William Cowper’s “There Is a Fountain” – the hymn that killed the spicket.