My husband of almost 15 years bought be something wonderful and beautiful yesterday. No, not flowers or candy.
He sat at an auction for HOURS yesterday. And bought me 2 church pews from the church my family attended for 6 generations.
He didn't understand WHY I NEEDED one. He just knew I had said I wanted one really bad.
My great-great grandfather helped build that church. It's where I was baptized and attended Sunday school. Where I watched my dad become a elder, and remember beautiful Christmas trees in the corner and the most amazing candlelight services, with candlelight reflecting off the stain glass windows.
The congregation slowly dwindled down, the old timers passed away, and the church had to close. The last time we attended service there, there had been 3 other people there.
|The most amazing stain glass windows are inside this church. Even as a little girl I loved them.|
|My Aunt played this pipe organ for years. Isn't it beautiful?|
|You can't see it in this picture, but the ceilings are little beautiful wooden planks. I would sometimes try to count them when the sermons got a little lengthy.. ;)|
|These windows always reminded me of fire. They fill the little room with an orange cast and warmth. I've never seen windows like this except here.|
|Which one turns it on??|