“My friends, we must shake off the superstitions of the past and embrace truth,” the preacher said. “So tonight I will be preaching about what people call the supernatural.”
“Amen!” said several members of the congregation.
I had wandered into the tent revival in Cayo by mistake while looking for an auction. I decided to stay for a few minutes.
“All right,” the minister said. “How many people here believe in ghosts?”
About half of the congregation raised their hands.
“Believing in ghosts is one thing,” the preacher said. “Seeing one is something different. How many of you believe you have actually seen a ghost?”
This time only about twenty people raised their hands.
“Have any of you ever talked to a ghost?”
Only seven people raised their hands.
“People have wonderful imaginations,” the preacher said. “I’m sure that these members of the congregation are sincere. However, for something to be real you should be able to touch it, like say, touching a car makes you know it is real. How many of you have ever touched a ghost.”
Three of the seven raised their hands.
“I want to tell you people a natural fact,” the preacher said. “God made every creature on this earth. He gave every creature the ability to reproduce. Now, have any of you ever witnessed or participated in a relationship with a ghost?”
Far in the back of the tent one lone hand was raised.
“Brother!” the preacher called. “Are you telling me you have witnessed or participated in a relationship with a real ghost?”
“Yes, reverend.”
“Come on up here, brother. Now what is your name and where are you from?”
“I’m Sherman and I live usually live on Cayo Papaya,” the little old man said.
“Brother Sherman, tell us about your relationship with ghosts.”
“Ghosts? I’m sorry reverend,” the little old man said. “From back there I thought you said goats.”
