Today at church on my left there is a precious 5 year old girl singing praise as loud as she can (she got good and warmed up in the car on the way there).
To my right is one of my best friends who I picked up from rehab that morning for a day pass, praising her Redeemer with hands lifted high and singing her heart out.
Two seats to my right is a man I don't know, well into his seventies. He's swaying with gusto, clapping off beat, and singing off key with all his heart.
And that is what I call church.
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