What started out to be a great day took a turn for the worst. Ella started preschool today and loved it, but then when we got home Dana called to say that our church building (Mt. Pleasant Church) had burned down. I am starting to come back around now, but I have been an emotional wreck since finding out.
We were supposed to start expansion on the church in 10 days, but instead we will be starting from scratch on a new plan and new future. I know that it is only a church building, but there are still alot of good memories that happened in that building. That is where I was baptized in January, and where I got my first experience teaching anything (VBS) just a few weeks ago. That is where we first introduced both of our children to Jesus and the teachings of the Bible. A family church is one of the most important influences in a child's life.
Everytime we drive up the hill towards church and Ella would see the building she would get so excited. Everytime we would pull into the parking lot she would say, "We're here! We're here!." She always says, "I want to go to number 6."...that is her Sunday school class room and the only way she identifies it is by the number. She just can't wrap her head around what happened. Even though we went to see the charred remains of the building she doesn't really understand. This afternoon we were playing in her room and out of the blue she says, "I want to say a prayer to Jesus for our church that fell down." "Dear Jesus, Please be with our church that fell down. Amen." Oh how precious they are. Tonight she began to worry. After we saw the building she asked, "Will that happen to grandma's church someday?"
I remember driving down 185 towards church and several miles down the road you could see the white steeple, positioned up on a hill through the trees. Season after season those trees would change, but the steeple was the constant unchanging feature in the landscape. Everytime I would see that steeple I would feel both pride and calmness. No matter what was happening in our personal lives we could put that aside for a few hours every week and gather with others with a common purpose and simply worship and learn about God. Of course no matter where the location that will not change. We will still continue to gather and worship no matter what. But, it will be a little sad to no longer drive up the road and see that symbol that says...in the words of Ella..."We're here! We're here!"
http://www.christianchronicle.org/article2158436~Suspicious_fires_destroy_two_Kentucky_church_buildings
We were supposed to start expansion on the church in 10 days, but instead we will be starting from scratch on a new plan and new future. I know that it is only a church building, but there are still alot of good memories that happened in that building. That is where I was baptized in January, and where I got my first experience teaching anything (VBS) just a few weeks ago. That is where we first introduced both of our children to Jesus and the teachings of the Bible. A family church is one of the most important influences in a child's life.
Everytime we drive up the hill towards church and Ella would see the building she would get so excited. Everytime we would pull into the parking lot she would say, "We're here! We're here!." She always says, "I want to go to number 6."...that is her Sunday school class room and the only way she identifies it is by the number. She just can't wrap her head around what happened. Even though we went to see the charred remains of the building she doesn't really understand. This afternoon we were playing in her room and out of the blue she says, "I want to say a prayer to Jesus for our church that fell down." "Dear Jesus, Please be with our church that fell down. Amen." Oh how precious they are. Tonight she began to worry. After we saw the building she asked, "Will that happen to grandma's church someday?"
I remember driving down 185 towards church and several miles down the road you could see the white steeple, positioned up on a hill through the trees. Season after season those trees would change, but the steeple was the constant unchanging feature in the landscape. Everytime I would see that steeple I would feel both pride and calmness. No matter what was happening in our personal lives we could put that aside for a few hours every week and gather with others with a common purpose and simply worship and learn about God. Of course no matter where the location that will not change. We will still continue to gather and worship no matter what. But, it will be a little sad to no longer drive up the road and see that symbol that says...in the words of Ella..."We're here! We're here!"
http://www.christianchronicle.org/article2158436~Suspicious_fires_destroy_two_Kentucky_church_buildings
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