I went to church today for the first time in quite a few months, and I was lucky enough to come on the Sunday where my pastor decided the congregation could choose all the songs.
So we flipped through the hymnal, wrote down our choices, and passed them forward.
Throughout the service, we probably sang a verse of over thirty different hymns. All of which I love. Singing with a chorus of other people (such as my dad, with his deep-throated harmonies, and even my slightly tone-deaf little sister with plenty of verve) is one of the things I missed about church.
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