A little taste
I spent the morning at Salem Baptist Church, the largest primarily black church in Omaha. What a beautiful experience! I got to sit up front the whole service in Salem style, letting the exuberant vibes of the choir wash over my neck, making the hairs stand up on end. I got to watch the powerful worship of the people. I got to hear the chorus of "Amens" rise up again and again as those in attendance just could not wait to express their faith and hope.
Then I got to teach. It was just an average message, but lifted up by the encouragement of the congregation, it got wings and flew! God was present in strong ways.
You know, it makes me look forward to the day when there will be the tree of life, giving healing to all the nations. It reminds me that there will be a day when there is no more division, no more wars, no more racism, no more hatred, no more economic disparity. There is coming a time when men and women, rich and poor, people of every color of the rainbow, every tongue, tribe and nation will gather around the river of life, beneath the throne of God. There will be no more barriers and God will get his due.
This is the dream...and I can't wait.