Flying around during a special church service

I was staying at my parents and was going to church with them the next morning. I woke up at 2:30 am and couldn't get back to sleep, so got dressed and went to the church. I tried to sleep on top of a dumpster.

When people started arriving for the service, I found my parents and a coworker greeted me from behind saying he would leave right after the collection because it was all just about superstition and prophesy. I replied that I just went with my parents about once a year and agreed with him.

The church was set up differently for a special service. The pews were facing the center of the sanctuary and tiled canals of varying depths sort of like a symmetrical miniature golf course led to a deeper fountain sort of thing in the middle. It was difficult to find a seat. As we walked around looking for seats, I discovered I could walk on water. I hoped others would notice.

I could also float a few inches off the ground and if I didn't think about it too much I could fly into the air and return to the ground with the buoyancy of a toy balloon.

We eventually found seats and I floated into mine. The service was a play with many actors, chorus lines and elaborate costumes. Part of the performance was passng around bowls of food as one would pass around offering plates. When slices on mangoes came around I remarked to my mom that everyone was going to give each other flu. I had difficulty picking out a slice and remarked, "I'm ham-handed." My coworker approvingly tapped me on the shoulder thinking it was ham on the plate and I had made a pun.

My mom got sick and had to go to the bathroom. I flew after her. I started showing off, trying to get really close to the ceiling and doing flips in the air. I suddenly realized I was naked, but wasn't embarrassed. Few people noticed I could fly and those that did weren't very impressed.

I introduced a band with a name like "Double C Two G's N X". It was a rock set up with a black gospel choir who didn't know the words or melodies of the songs they were trying to sing.

I began to get an erection as I was flying around and then wished I could find my clothes. I found a deep-sea diving-suit like costume that had been used in the performance and put it on. The fire department owned it and there was a $1000 charge each time someone's hand went through a cuff. A Deacon-like individual told me "the committee" wanted to talk to me and I hoped they wanted to ask me about my flying.