This morning I observed the line of people waiting to approach the communion table at church.
I saw elderly couples shuffling forward.
I saw little children twirling and dancing.
I saw interracial families.
I saw young couples holding hands.
I saw singles.
I saw people dressed in the finest of clothes.
I saw people dressed in shorts and t-shirts.
I saw people dressed in their motorcycle garb complete with bandanas around their heads.
I saw people of multiple races.
All in one room at one time.
All I could think was, "I love this church. I love your Church, Jesus." A place where there exists "neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female but all one in Christ Jesus" (Galatians 4:28).
For a moment, time seemed to stand still and I saw evidence of God's grace and love. I saw evidence of His power to take broken people and make them whole. I saw His ability to knock down social, economic, racial and gender walls and create one body. I saw unity. I saw hope.
Beautiful! Simply Beautiful!