Beautiful

This past weekend was Easter.  The church was packed, people sitting elbow to elbow in the seats and standing patiently at the back of the room. The overflow room was being used to its full capacity.
Encouraging..
 Babies and young children were dressed in their Sunday best. The little girls' hair curled and bouncy and the boys in button up plaid shirts and pressed slacks.
Adorable.
People were smiling at each other, saying "Happy Easter" and letting each other pass by ahead of them without scowling.
Friendly.
The sanctuary was decorated with soft lights and a wooden cross symbolizing Christ's Crucifixion.
Touching.
The music was lively and upbeat, singing God's praises and glorifying Him for the freedom and forgiveness He has given us.
Humbling.
The message was of hope, security and reverence.
Inspiring.
But the vision I walked away with this past Easter Sunday, the most impactful part of it all was the alter call at the end of the service. Men and women, teenagers and young children, the crippled and the healthy raising their hands to symbolize their decision of faith. A sea of people walking toward the front of the alter to hear the true Message of Hope and Forgiveness.  Realizing they are nothing without God, but they are Everything with Him. New members of Christ's family, brothers and sisters with me.

                                                   Beautiful.