The most beautiful noise to hear is worship.
The most beautiful thing to see is worship.
The most wonderful thing to do is worship.
See, I'm not used to worshipping with a mass of people. I'm, frankly, usually busy.
But tonight at our Christmas eve service I was able to worship. I sat with a friend and mentor as we held our candles aloft, and sang.
It was grand.
And, frankly, I feel the need to do it more often.
So, Merry Christmas. Keep the faith. Be jolly, merry, what have you.
Oh, and I've recently discovered and been unable to stop reading Allie Brosh.
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