For some reason, I just love historic churches. I can't get enough of them. Every time I see one, no matter where I am or who I'm with, I have to stop and get a closer look. Those little whitewashed one-room buildings make my heart swell.
Can't you just picture all of the families that have passed through those doors over the years? Kids running around, babies crying, mothers hushing their young ones, fathers feeling uneasy in their ties.
Lots of laughter, disclosure, awakening. Intimate conversations focused on growth and awareness, understanding and faith.
Filling up that single room with so much love and joyfulness that it's bursting through the wooden doors and flowing out of the lead-glass windows.
These churches just seem so personal.
It's been said that the Greek god Apollo had the phrases "Know thyself" and "Nothing in excess" engraved on his temple at Delphi. I have a feeling that he would have approved of these tiny churches. :-)
Lately, it seems like churches keep getting bigger and bigger and bigger. And while it's wonderful that they are so accepting and inviting, at the same time I feel they have lost their intimacy, their closeness.
Maybe that's why I picked a single-room church for my wedding ceremony.
Delicate. Simple. Gorgeous. It really doesn't get much better than that.
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