Love, Sex, God

The kingdom belongs to the children

Second night in Latvia we arrive to our little hideout only to find that a Russian congregation have invaded the church hall and holding a charismatic meeting outside our bedroom door. Angelina decides after a short spell of shyness to join in the meeting.

As the meeting is nearing its end people are falling to the left and right and the soft praise is filling the room. Angelina standing in the middle both arms raised to heaven singing with the praise. Both me and Hanna misty eyed watch our child praising God as it was the most natural thing in the world. After a few minutes she turns around and instantly resumes a game with the other children as there was no difference in the world between playing and praying. I just wish it was that natural and easy for us. But we all know that the kingdom belongs to the children.

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