Sunday, March 18, 2007

Little Blue Church

Through the glass doors, the familiar odour stimulates the nostrils, greeted warmly by smiling faces with outstretched arms. Into the sanctuary, breath drawn, I let the presence of God and fellow believers saturate and quiet my wandering spirit. Traditional melodies emanate from the piano, harmonies evolve from inked out hymnals. A brother takes the stand, truths of the gospel are revealed through the various interpretations of God's perfect message. From every ones week come forth new trials, praises and dilemmas. The requests given and received by the Father are made known. The informal formalities finished, rich aromas of coffee waft, the fellowship begins, some speak of observations from the service, others small talk, and some listen. The congregation leaves, educated through the Church, reassured through praise, and confident through such a great cloud of witnesses. Little Blue Church

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1 comment:

Andrea said...

God moves when people finally realize that they are paralized.