Church did my heart so much good today.

Some days, all I need is to sit in a place where the sentences spoken contain the words "grace", "forgiveness", "love", "peace", "community" and it doesn't even matter if the sermons they sit in are beautiful, or new, or splendid. The words are enough. They shoot me straight to God and I remember the truths that I somehow lost (again) through the span of the week, or day, or hour since I last remembered them, and all those words, even these words, they all melt into a pot of thought, bubbling, "God loves you. God loves you. Move in love."