Probably the most exciting thing in the world is the birth of a child. The excitement, the prayers, the plans, worked on and through nine months of count-down, finally culminates in the birth of that child and everyone’s joy is boundless. That’s such a loving and happy thought and memory.
Conversely, probably the saddest thing in the world is a death. Aching hearts, copious tears, guilt feelings, feelings of inadequacy culminate at the graveside as the coffin is lowered. Such sad, sad memories.
So it is with a church as well. Our little church left its womb of a tiny chapel and stepped out in faith to the rental of an actual church building. It had a narthex, a ‘crying room’ (where parents can sit with unhappy infants and still participate in the…
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