There is a song we sing in our church which contains the lyrics:
“Come little child and together we’ll learn of his commandments that we may return home to his presence to live in his sight, always, always to walk in the light.”
Now, aside from the random Hocus Pocus feelings googling those lyrics brought up for me (I remember them when singing them, but not when I go to blog) I also conjure up a very real moment from my childhood when I sat, hyped up on sugar from candies surely containing Yellow 5 (super Yum) singing about how we wanted to return to God. Because God had presents, yo.
No wonder I’m so messed up. (Due to the the willful and selfish misunderstanding of doctrine, not the Yellow 5. I’m sure that did little more than make me happy at the time.)
