Rome or Romania, pt. 4

The moment: Romanian youth to the left who had refused to take back his chair, clicking around the computer. Romanian adult on to the right sharing a random story about Microsoft Vista. Right hand index tapping through the slides of a song to the tune. Western words and worship instantaneously transform into international community upon the projection of lyrics on the wall. From half of the room half-heartedly mumbling a melody to a boisterous bombardment of brave barks bellowing bouquets of beauty to our Beloved Being. The Kingdom of God claims no nationality or party line. Or perhaps, more appropriately put, The Kingdom of God claims all nationalities and party lines. Glory and honor and power and praise be our God, the Lord of the Heavenly Hosts.