It doesn't get any better than this

“It doesn’t get any better than this.”

My pastor says that almost every Communion Sunday, and this week was no exception. And, as usual, it was true. It doesn’t get any better than when we are in the presence of a holy God worshiping Him and remembering what He has done for us. Those moments are sacred, and in the sacred, we feel God with us. We long for that...for a holy God who is with us. We know that He, the great I AM, the Holy One of Israel, has come and is with us. Like Moses before us, we stand on holy ground. We stand in the presence of God and know that He has forgiven us and we can approach the throne of grace with confidence (con < L. “with,” fidence=fidelis <. L. “faith;” we can approach with faith). And during Communion, we remember our God. We taste and see His goodness, and we know that we are forgiven. How can it get any better? It doesn’t–it doesn’t get any better than to know that Jesus has washed us with His own blood and presents us blameless before God. It doesn’t get any better than to remember that and rejoice in it with other believers.


Jesus promised that where two or three are gathered in His name, He will be there in the midst of them (Matthew 18:20). Isn’t that what church is? A time when many gather together in His name to worship Him? And does that not mean that He will be there with us? We are in the presence of God. In His presence is joy. Joy complete and full there in the presence of God. No wonder Sundays are so full of joy. We are with God. Does it get any better?