It's Sunday morning; church has come,
Families greeting friends with hugs;
Most are joyous here, though not some,
Those sleepy few just shoulder shrugs.

What a wonderful place,
Filled with people and grace,
Coming to seek God's face,
His holiness embraced

Praise music in our hearts,
What a blessed way to start,
Worship we in unity,
With His saints I love to be,
Where two or more are gathered,
In Jesus' holy name;
His presence on us lathered,
We're one in Christ the same.

Hello Jay! (How are things with you?)
Thanks for sharing this poem with us!

Keep writing and posting!

~Greetings

Silke

I would like to hear more about the "sleepy few"

Thanks for the replies .... Things are going well, but a little busy with school! As usual hehe.

(Those sleepy few hehe, well literally speaking the service I go to starts
at 7:45am so..., but figuratively speaking there are a few spiritually asleep,
I have been guilty at that just the same! )

in Christ,
Jay