Only in the church

I went to worship at my old church a couple weeks ago. I could hardly keep it together all service. I miss that place and those people.

For all the complaining I hear from people about the "church" and how much harm it does, that's not the church that I know. It's not the church that God created. And it wasn't my last church.

As I looked around while singing, I saw one guy singing with his eyes closed who I know has struggled with serious addictions his whole life.

A woman is singing with her hands raised just a little over a year after her teenage daughter died from a congential illness.

A young adult that's more than a little eccentric has invited a small group of her friends that love and accept her just as she is and not as she "should" be.

A man stands up and shares about the struggles he is having with his son as others pray for him.

That's the church I know and I can't imagine life without them.