A Baptist pastor was giving his sermon one Sunday morning, his vigorous preaching captivating the audience, leaving them hanging upon his every word. Yet the preacher couldn't help but notice one young man sitting in a vacant pew, just ahead of the balcony, looking as if he were drunk. He slouched in his seat, arms thrown to the sides, with what appeared to be a sneer scrawled on his face.
The young man hadn't gone unnoticed by the other church leaders in the congregation. During the sermon, several had slipped back into the pew to talk to the young man, to encourage him to sit up and pay better attention, but to no avail.
Finally, the preacher could take it no longer. Stopping in the middle of his sermon, he stepped from his pulpit, strode down the aisle, and stood before this irreverent-looking young man.
"Son," said the preacher, "Why don't you sit up and pay attention to the sermon?"
The young man simply rolled his eyes at the preacher and grunted.
Annoyed by the audacious behavior of this unknown congregant, the preacher demanded, "Boy, where are you from?"
The young man gazed at the preacher and said in a very pained voice, "... the balcony..."