I flew along a stream of water. My angels behind me. Faster and faster until I came to a clearing where a heated of brown and red horses were running. Faster and faster they ran until the ran over a Cliff and became people. Pouring into a little plain brown church. I turned to my angels and asked why they were so drawn and he pointed. I heard old hymns and saw simplicity and sincerity of service. Next door was another church. They were in beaded gowns singing contemporary music and doing everything they could to get people to come. There was a life preserver around the waist of the singer. People came and listened but did not enter.