Irene was on the couch snguggling with me, and kept asking for yet another stuffed animal friend. Once we had acquired all her toys, we sat in a big fluffy pile and she said, “Everybody all here,” and then let out a huge sigh.
There’s a beauty to having everybody all here. That’s the feeling when the church is full. We all can let out a sigh–we’re all together. We’re all doing the same thing. We can all touch and hug and be there for each other. Give thanks to God.