The plinking around on the piano, the voices in the background sharing in light-hearted conversation, jokes and laughter while looking up hymns, the Sunday school teacher talking about Moses and weaving the story into a tapestry of how the human spirit is still pretty much the same. Special music played and sung. Then, the preacher's sermon and the concluding prayer. Of course, prayers are plentiful on any Sunday morning. But that ending one that closes out the service, it's always special. It's like a big Amen.
Those are all the things that go on any given Sunday in a small community church with a rural congregation. It's not the things that are heard, though. It's the love in the voices that are heard. Loving and caring are strong emotions. That strength of feeling can be felt through even a little round disk of plastic. How miraculous that a disk called a CD can transport the spirit.
Of course, the best thing is to be there. There to be a part of all that goes on in a small, friendly, loving church. Part of the laughter, the singing and the light-hearted conservation.