Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Box 15
One of the places I feel the happiest is my home church. I’ve gone there as far back as I can remember! I’ve always loved it there. My church was full of adventures, one after another. My parents played in the orchestra, and they would bring my brother and me to rehearsals with them. We would listen and sometimes I would dance around the entire sanctuary! I loved all the beautiful hymns. We have always had a huge church orchestra. I would listen to the flowing sound of the strings, and get swept away into the beauty of the music. As we got older, my brother and I would leave the sanctuary and go exploring throughout the entire church! My church is still one of the biggest I’ve ever seen! We knew that church backwards and forwards. We knew where ever trap door was, and where to find anything we thought we needed at the time. There’s nowhere I feel more at home then in my church, and around the people I grew up knowing. When I’m in my church I also have the obvious feeling of being close to God. I could spend hours walking around sections of the church that no one’s been to in a year, just talking to God about anything and everything I can think of. I also loved finding a room with a piano in it. I would sit and play forever, because I was taking piano lessons at the time. These are just some of the wonderful memories I have built over the years about my church. I will always love that place. I plan to get married there. I love that place.
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