"The nineteenth century produced great preachers in Wales, some of whom are remembered to this day. John Elias was one such. It is said that the power of his oratory was so great that people would come from miles around to hear him preach. But then, 'preach' is hardly the right word. It was not a sermon, it was a performance with a sense of theatre and enough dread to give it spice.
"The story is told of his preaching in a small village in mid-Wales on the way the finger of God touched every man. At the height of his peroration he flung out his arm, having carefully arranged the candles beforehand so that the huge shadow of his finger fell upon the wall. Seeing this monstrous arm, the congregation fled."