Today, I went to mass and saw someone I have not seen for several months. She whispered in my ear and hugged me with so much love I felt it radiate directly through to my heart. It brought me to tears.
I have thought about that hug all day.
I go to church, not because I feel God needs me to. I go because I am surrounded by people who love me. I am surrounded by people who care and are there for me. I am reminded of Jesus and Gods love for me in more ways then one.
Why wouldn't I go?