This thought came to my mind as I was leaving the church yesterday after worship. I was the last to leave. I took this picture and when I looked at it . . . something came to mind that I haven't thought about in many, many years.
When I was 17, in the middle of my senior year of high school, I received a call to enter the ministry. The picture I took on Sunday was the church I saw in my mind at the moment of my call, except that I'm pretty sure it was on a mountain in Colorado.
I was 65 when I finally found this church, but it was located in a wooded grove of oak trees (not pine trees) in far northeast Granbury, TX. It's the Waples United Methodist Church and I am blessed to be the part-time pastor there. The people who make up this church are so easy and fun to love! They are quick to say "Thank You, I Appreciate You" and "I Love You!" They believe that these are the most powerful, kind and loving words in all the world!
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