1) Jenny, who comes to Zac's, likes to sit on the old church pew at the back of the room because she has a bad back and it helps.She also likes me to sit with her. The pew is hard and uncomfortable.
2) The man sitting next to Jenny kept sneezing and coughing.
3) The man sitting next to me smelled. Seriously badly.
Does the pope need any more reasons than that?
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Other than that ...
Zac's was really good last night. Thought-provoking and encouraging. We've reached the second half of the last but one verse of the first letter to the Corinthians, where Paul talks about resurrection, and it lead to all sorts of fascinating questions and viewpoints on who would be resurrected, who would be judged, who will be in heaven.
Basically, we don't know.
Which is fine by me. I think we'll be surprised when we see some people in heaven and there'll be some people missing too. But Christ told us we had to become like children. I see that as having lots of questions but trusting. I can do that.
And being a Christian isn't simply an insurance policy for what comes after; it's about fullness of life now.
But I do hope there are hot showers and plenty of soap in heaven.