Easter (part 2)

Yesterday was just an all-around great day. One of those that comes along so rarely, it makes me want to have them every day but I know that if I did, they wouldn't be nearly as great. Angela and I went to church, talked to some fellow church-goers on the walk from the parking structure and basked in the sunshine that warmed us as we went. Worship was a lovely experience, good music, a good message, everyone done up in the best clothes and hats and shoes, and the place was packed. Imagine if every church were so full every Sunday, not just on that one day in spring and in December.

Then we had six friends over for dinner, all from church, most from our young adult growth group. Everyone brought something and it was just such a positive, happy experience. People brought food they had made, from family recipes, food that meant a lot to them growing up, food they loved but never prepared just for themselves here in Los Angeles. And we all talked about the food, our families, our lives. Afterwards we sat around talking until the evening, munching on desserts, just sharing stories, sharing time with one another. We don't do that enough anymore, especially not out here in California, not with my generation. Back home people stop by just to visit, to talk. Here there's none of that. But yesterday, there was.

We told shared tales of travel and work, talked about movies and television shows, brought each other into the folds our our lives and experiences. We were in community, we were sharing in God's love, in God's want for us to be with one another, to be among believers.

It was a really good day. And yes, I've decided, I want more of those. A lot more.