I just turned 45 - my half way point, I've decided. And to celebrate, I took my daughter and parents to the Ritz in London. Which was a truly splendid affair.
I was actually nervous to go. Even though I'd read and cooperated with the dress code. I was scared I'd get the spoons, knives and forks wrong. What if I spilled tea!!??
But I needn't have worried. I was put at my complete ease. From the moment we entered, were directed to our table, and introduced to our waiters.... no one tried to make us posh or anything we weren't (of course they assumed we were all these things already, but no judgment when it became obvious we were not). They made jokes, joined in with us, and served our every need and wish.
I'd love church to be like this.
But I know that even the Ritz was not like this. There were certainly those who belonged, and those wouldn't (the check at the end will make sure I don't return regulatory!). But while church might struggle to be like this, I know heaven will get it down pat.
The Ritz, with all it's fineness and servantness, but without all the class systems that bring this wonderful experience to this earth - now that's the heaven I am waiting for.