LAS VEGAS – The pastor slowly makes his way to the front of the church, stopping every few feet to greet visitors with a hug. Always a hug, warm and personal.
At 8:45 a.m. sharp, he bounds onstage with the exuberance of a first-grader racing for recess.
"Well, good morning, everybody," he yells into a wireless mike that hugs his face.
A modest blend of claps and cheers from a congregation of several hundred greets him back.
"Well, good morning, everybody!" he yells louder.
The response swells.
"Well, good morning, everybody!!" the pastor screams with full throat.
The crowd roars with the gusto of a Beyoncé opening number.