Passing the peace

Whenever we pass peace in church, I feel so blessed to be part of a wonderful church family. It surprises me sometimes the love found in handshakes and hugs. We just don’t stay in our seats and shake the hands of those around us. We get out of our pews and walk up and down the aisle greeting as many brothers and sisters in Christ as we can. There’s Bert, who I’ve known forever. And Sarah Jane and Dawn. And Wendy and Rick and Dave. And Mary Ann and Lauren and Jeane. Just too many friends to count. It makes me smile and feel warm and loved. I thank God for a congregation full of wonderful caring people. I wish that everyone could feel this way. Anyway, thanks for letting me ramble.