At one point in my life my favorite part of the liturgy on Sunday was the forgiveness of sin. The confession of sin resonated a lot, but that was what made the forgiveness of sin so mindblowingly amazing. The confession part was still true, but it was okay now, because God said so.
Somewhere along the line my favorite part of the service changed to communion. For just a few moments out of this world we think of as real life, I’m aware of being someplace where everything really is okay, and always will be. Somehow those few moments make it a little more okay when I come back to a world that’s broken and not always okay the rest of the time.