A Church Burns

100th Anniversary House (231 of 370)We gather before the burned-out building

our aged container of our times

together in prayer, sermon, song

both in joy and in sorrow.

 

We have gathered here for years,

over generations, taught our children,

shared hot-cross buns, coffee, tea,

shed tears as a praying congregation

lighting a candle for the sick, the bereaved,

given thanks together.

 

We are a singing congregation,

we love the organ’s melodies;

we stand to sing the Hallelujah Chorus

filling the rafters with praise.

 

Though the holes in the floor gape

though the hallways smell of smoke

though the pews are pushed askew,

the church is the energy of its people

the spirit of God lifting us up,

the house of God.

 

We will walk from our building

to a new gathering place

and when the time is ripe,

we will return in song, celebrate new beginnings

and the joy of being together.

We are the church.

 

FEWalls March 31, 2016

(My little church in Ballard burned on Tuesday, March 29, 2016.)

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2 Responses to A Church Burns

  1. annellebella says:

    I’m so sorry! 💔 Lovely tribute to the building and to the strength toward finding your new gathering place. 💖

  2. awritersalchemy says:

    So glad I read this. It’s a beautiful tribute and so true. We are the church.

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