Sometimes I Cry at Church

Today was one of those days. It was a beautiful service with a sermon that still has my mind running. But the crying came before the sermon and after all the baptisms.

It came from a song we've sung before that gives me all the more reason to love the God I serve and be so thankful that He led us to the church where he has us.

I lie down and rest, because I work no longer
I breathe in, refreshed, no more soiled in disgrace
I look up at him to whom I am kneeling,
And I see delight there in my Father's face.

I'm a son of God, and love is my freedom
I can ask anything of my Father, the King
I'm an heir, I'm adopted, and my brother is Jesus.
I'm a son of God, and my soul is at peace.