It’s the mid-70s and a small town in Texas has not seen rain for months. Crops are burning, earth is turning to dust.
In the small whitewashed church in the center of town, a congregation gathers and prays fervently for rain.
Overnight, the clouds gather and the rain comes. And it rains. And rains.
On the side of the church, a face starts to appear. The face of Jesus. People come from miles around to see the miraculous evidence that the townspeople’s prayers have been answered.
And it rains. And gradually, the face of Jesus reveals itself as a Willie Nelson tour poster, whitewashed over the last time the church was given a lick of paint.