Cheerios and the Church

I realized this morning, that I have been a racist breakfast cereal consumer. I generally tend to lean toward the plain flakey, or tan colored round varieties of cereal, maybe spicing it up with a raisin every once in awhile. Today, I enjoyed a bowl of Fruity Cheerios (my 4 year old's pick) and was impressed! The bowl was a blur of colors, each more vibrant than the last. Wouldn't it be amazing if, on Sunday mornings, our sanctuaries were as diverse and vibrant as my cereal bowl?