For two days last week, I sat in a cathedral packed with one thousand people gathered to listen to women speakers talk about Christianity and its place in our world. The talks were full of anger and hurt at how the church treats certain groups of people but there was also fierce, defiant hope for the future and for healing.
The cathedral was, is, and will continue to be a holy place, but for those two days, I can only describe the feeling there as transcendent. One thousand people gathered to proclaim our belief that the good news of God’s grace is not for a select few if you live your life according to certain rules but is for everyone. God’s grace is for everyone. No exceptions. Even if we’d like there to be.
If this kind of love and inclusiveness is the future of the church, I am excited to do my part to bring that future here now. And, as I overheard someone saying, “If this isn’t what Heaven is like, I don’t want to go.”