One pulled out a guitar, sang a couple of songs.
And there was homemade baklava at the end.
Each speaker referenced the sacred text of their faith. It matters to us, you know. People of faith treasure our scriptures. That value shows in different ways. My Bible, a gift from my parents when I went to school, is literally falling apart now, from years of use.
Sometimes I wonder what scripture looks like to people who don't share my faith. For example, this is what I read today.
I'm almost afraid to ask,
because I'm not interested
in commenters preaching
at each other.
Or at me.
I just would love to know how it sounds to you, I guess.
For me - a follower of Jesus - it re-orients my soul and is a deep breath of fresh air at the start of a Wednesday.