Sunday, October 2, 2011

It's kind of like...

Walking through those glass doors, every single visit is kind of like...

...waking up when you're on vacation at the beach. You hear only the calm waves crashing, you see the sun rising and it is the most beautiful day. You smell sea salt in the air and the birds stall mid-air right in front of your balcony as you sit drinking coffee. You have to be absolutely nowhere other than right where you are.

...walking through trails in late October when the trees are donating their leaves to the earth below. You see nothing but color everywhere from the generous limbs and you can feel the cool air sting deep within your lungs but you want nothing more than another refreshing breath. The crows in the background sitting high atop the bare oaks actually sound pleasant and you're glad you chose to walk instead of riding on ATVs.


...staying outside when raindrops begin to fall. The summer's heat has burned your nose and your shoulders but the icy cool rain feels too good to pass up. You look up to the clouds and smile at Heaven because it hasn't rained in weeks. You finally run to the front porch where you watch as the all the living things around you look up and smile, just like you had done. As the puddles fill you watch the ripples each drop brings and before you know it...the sun is no longer hidden behind the cloud. Life around you turns the most vibrant color of green. Birds are chirping and as you look up to thank God one last time for such visions, He places a rainbow in the field by your porch, and you stay there...

Yeah, it's kinda like that. It's hard to describe in words what my church is like...but if I had to, I'd say it's like that.


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