When they said, "Let's go to the house of God," my heart leaped for joy. Psalm 122: 1
Saturday evening, Bob reminded me that he was working in the parking lot of our new church on Sunday and we would need to be ready to leave for church by 7:15 am. That did not put a damper on my excitement. We had missed church for two weeks and I was hungry to return. Walking in to the new building was such an incredible experience for me. It was new and yet familiar. Because we got there early, I had time to walk around and just soak it all in. Everything looks so pretty and fresh. I loved the children’s area with the incredible murals. The women’s bathrooms are perfect, large enough so that even between services there were no lines. I loved it all—the atrium, the plants, the sanctuary, the chairs, the library . . . I could go on. It is not a pretentious building but it is very nice. Our pastor once said that our church is not a country club—it is much more like a hospital. I felt at home. The building is different but I knew the parking assistants and the greeters and saw many friends. The church is so much more than a building. Sitting quietly in church before it started, I felt the presence of God. I was so happy to worship and learn and fellowship and praise God! It was a blessing!
If you would like to look at some pictures of the new facility, here is a link. The pictures are not adequate though. It would be great if you could come and visit the church. I hope that you would blessed as well.
If you would like to look at some pictures of the new facility, here is a link. The pictures are not adequate though. It would be great if you could come and visit the church. I hope that you would blessed as well.
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