The thing I wanted to blog about first though was the part of our trip that struck me the most... worshipping in another town. Beth's church has about double the membership of our congregation, but the rest was very similar... beautiful singing of praises to God, heartfelt prayers lifted to God, a message from the heart and most importantly, the Lord's Supper.
As we were sitting in the pews at 10:30 remembering Jesus on the cross, it struck me that my parents were doing the same thing at that moment, my best friend Flamingos at home and in the north were doing the same thing, my other HU roomie was doing the same thing in NM, the college kids I taught as teens were doing it. We were all thinking about God and thanking Him for sending His Son for us. We were all in awe of the pain Jesus endured for us. We were all focusing on Jesus tremendous love for mankind and each of our souls that He would be separated from God and endure death on the cross so that we can go to heaven. And it gave me chills.
As we sang a song after the Lord's Supper, it struck me that this was a taste of heaven... praising God in song with hundreds of souls that love Him too. And it made me excited to think of being there someday with all of my friends and family from all over the world - praising God for all of eternity.
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