A Word of Encouragement
For the first time in a month we were able to attend church. We weren't allowed to have more than twenty people attend, and we needed to stay the required distance apart and there was no getting together for coffee and fellowship after the service, but nonetheless, we were together and it felt good. As the service ended one of our pastors put on a song that I liked immediately. When I was at the farm so many years ago, one of the things I disliked the most, aside from the length of the meetings, was the songs. It's not that they weren't pleasant enough, I guess I just hated the expectation that we all had to sing. If someone tells me I have to do something, I get my back in the air and plant my feet and pretty much decide that's the thing I don't want to do. I guess I'm pretty rebellious. Anyway, I was listening to the song as everyone else was filing out of the church and was enraptured, first by the tune, and as I listened, by the lyrics. It...