Friday, March 5, 2010

A Little Place of Prayer

This is a church that I pass each time that I drive from Houston to Fort Worth.

It brings a lump to my throat with its beauty.
It didn't fail to do that for me again today.

This time, I actually pulled off of the little highway,
drove onto the tiny gravel road,
and turned into the small, unpaved parking lot.

I stood outside of my car taking pictures.
A little lady invited me into her church to see the tidy interior.
She loved that I loved her church.
She quietly hummed while she polished the woodwork.
This building is more than a building.
It is a home, a sanctuary, a place of peace.

There's that lump again...

1 comment:

  1. I love that church! I have a lump in my throat from the beauty and the homesick...