Yesterday, I went to my old church, or perhaps I should say that we went. Kim went in her car, but I had to follow later, due to a problem associated with old age and the meds that the doctors prescribe. I got there toward the end of song service. They were singing my favorite current song complete with my favorite set of lyrics. This song, I have been told, has over 30 different versions of one line. I have only heard three versions. But today was the youth service. Why does this old guy love the youth services more than the stodgy, opps that should say standard, services. Anyway, I'll leave you to answer that one for me. The line that singing was about my dream or faith, as it were about heaven meeting earth. I have never been drawn to "pie in the sky, by and by," theology. The line goes if my memory serves me well this mooring, "When heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss." I had missed the part I love the most. That is the worship.
29 Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, there is no one who has left his home, brothers, sisters, mother, father, children, or fields because of me and the gospel30 who will not receive a hundred times as much here in this world—homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children, and fields, along with persecutions—as well as eternal life in the age to come.31 But many who are first will be last, and the last will be first.”