I'm often amazed at the things that God shows me at church.

Tonight, after the message, the Pastor invited people to come forward for healing prayer. As several people walked to the front, the church leaders began to pray. Up on the platform, the song leader stretched his hand out toward someone who was being prayed for.

I actually thought, "He looks kinda silly with his arm stretched out that way. He would look so ridiculous to a nonbeliever."

And then I looked at Terry. Terry always looks like a king, especially when he prays. And then I looked at the song leader again. No longer ridiculous, he looked like a king, too! And so did Pastor. And so did John. And so did the fella behind me with his hands raised to heaven.

It hardly took any spiritual sight at all to see -- this was a gathering of kings! None of them poor, none of them feeble, all of them strong, sparkling, and beautiful beyond imagination. Robes of white righteousness. Shining gemstones reflecting unseen glory.

And joy! What joy was shining forth from the faces of these kings who had been blessed with all spiritual blessings in Christ Jesus!

When Christians gather together, we gather as KINGS!

After all, when Jesus walks in the midst of his churches, they are not just candlesticks, they're golden candlesticks.

Wow.