When I was kid I used to have to got to church on Sunday. I didn’t enjoy going to church. I didn’t like getting up early and getting dressed up in clothes I hated.
Church was boring for a kid. I just didn’t get into it.
However there were things I did like.
I liked the sound of the organ as we entered. No singing, just the organ.
And sometimes I actually liked the sermon.
He would tell life stories and try to tie it in to the bible in some way.
But the best part was only a minute or so long when the pastor would instruct us to shake hands with the other members and say, “Peace be with you.”
At this moment everyone was smiling and very happy.
I don’t know why I remembered this but anyway….
Peace be with You!