Today we traveled almost 100 miles away to see a church in a chicken coop. Go ahead, call me crazy and have a good laugh! These pictures document our little Sunday jaunt. My friend gave me this article from the paper and said she thought I might like to post about it. It is in a city we have never been to and didn't know where it was. Well, what better way to try the new GPS for the first time? So off we went. We quickly found out that it was almost an hour and a half away, yikes!! But we decided to go for it, because it was a sunny day and it would be our first day trip to try out the GPS. It worked great. As you can see, it was way back near a woods, we would never have found it on our own. The church is actually in this chicken coop. It has been there for 37 years and is believed to be the nation's longest running gospel sing. It holds about 300 people. Those two trailors may have housed the Sunday Schools. The pastor of the church used to gather eggs there as a child. Sadly, he just passed away, and the building is now closed as a church. This makes me think of Chicken Little. I guess the sky really did fall for these people. At least the coop did. As the sun turned into a big orange ball and sank, we clucked drowsily to each other as we headed home. Well...we did make one more stop, but that's for tomorrow.
"For where two or three come together in my name, there I am with them." Matthew 18:20