Several years ago, my sis announced she was preggers. WONDERFUL news. We all prepared for the coming. Then she asked me to be the Godfather. Well, of course I will.
Ok, if I’m going to do this, I will have to do it right. I figured I had to actually attend church a bit. It had been 15 years since I had really thought about religion so I figured I had some catching up to do. I had gone a couple of times to Church of the Resurrection. I decided to head back there.
I enjoyed the music. It was contemporary, upbeat and fun. I found myself hollering out and really enjoying myself. Then came the sermon. Adam Hamilton is an amazing speaker. Sometimes his sermons are more like classroom lessons complete with maps. He would give us the background for the story we were covering and the context to see it in. I had not been treated with an sermon on such an intellectual level before.
About the third or fourth week back, I found myself overcome. I started crying and could not stop. I still do not know what set me off, but I was refreshed and new. I joined the church and enjoyed standing at the front with my sister, bro-in-law, and their baby girl, Rebecca.
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