No color would be here. No form. No raging sea, nor gossamer thread in blue sky. Were God not, no paintings would be hung, no symphonies sounded, no wail of newborn. Bleak, grey, nothing. No hope. Rather is our magnificent world; people and place of color, gifts, talents and genius. The Sabbath of two; one within, the other a day set aside. Today, across our country and around the world will move God’s church into the sanctuary where praise and honor will be lifted to the Almighty, the Creator, our Saviour.