I was with Bishop Bevel Jones recently, and he told me about a funny experience that happened to him recently. He was preaching at a camp meeting down in South Georgia. The tabernacle was packed with people and Bev was really getting with it. He had preached longer than normal – but still had about 10 minutes to go. He was in the midst of a dramatic point of sharing, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a little boy get up from the front row and start toward him. Well he didn't know what was going on. He didn't know where the little boy was going -- but he kept coming straight toward the platform, climbed up the steps, and made his way toward Bev. At first, Bev thought he might be going to the bathroom, but the closer he got to him, the more Bev was convinced that he had some business …