A Song of Joy

I am reminded of my childhood. In the late 90’s sitting in a small quiet town in India,  a dry plank wood church with cheap aluminum roof and dry cow dung floor. It was the feeling of wholesome faith and unison voices of worship that are still vivid in my mind. There were no instruments, but something about the pure joy of hope and happiness of eternal life put to shame my worries. And oh there were no time limits or constraints. You are going to live forever, you are going to live forever, forever. What a thought.. Close your eyes, take as long as you need, think of a wonderful memory in your life. God Bless You