This is my final week at the seminary, and, tonight, a few of us prayed, sung, and heard God’s Word at Evening Prayer. That was the last one of the school year. Of course, it was sort of sad walking out of the chapel one final time. But then I remembered all of the grace that came during the Evening Prayer times during the last few years. And I remembered that the sadness I felt was just a reminder that we are eternal beings, groaning until Christ returns. At that time, we will not have to leave any chapels. We will not be separated from that fellowship of believers. We will be with each other and with Christ forever.