because, as i tell HOM, this is where all good VCFers go when they visit london.
and thankful i am to attend too, because it is a service that is delightfully short on the histrionics and rambling verbiage that is always my secret fear. i don't even mind the meeting and greeting bit, because my neighbor turns to me and says, you are new, aren't you? instead of pumping my hand and telling me God loves you! i do too!
worship ought to come from my mind and heart. today it does.
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