church on sunday

I just have to say....

I love church.
Today especially.
Sometimes it just feels like everything was meant just for me, and today was one of those days.
The preaching hit home.
The songs were my favorites.
The people made me smile.
We took communion, and it was sweet.
The Christmas poinsettias were cherry red.
And I felt like God was sitting right beside me on that pew.

It made me well up with a gratefulness that leaked out of my tear ducts.
I love church on Sunday.

Church was a spectacular invention.