God Dropped By

It is Easter Even, and many folks gathered at the church today to clean up and flower the nave.  After the job was done and everyone went home I went back over to finish cleaning up the kitchen and take some photos. Everyone worked hard to decorate the nave with azaleas, apple blossoms, and lilies.  The altar flowers of mauve lilies, delphinium, sweet peas and Queen Anne's lace sit in regal splendor waiting to be admired as they adorn a vase my friend, Linda, bought at an antique shop yesterday.  A white flower wreath hangs on the cross with tiny white tendrils reaching down to the altar.  It smells delicious in the nave and is a feast for the eyes.  The sacred space is quiet and peaceful and waits for the celebration of our risen Lord tomorrow morning.

Though my church was founded 149 years ago, the cornerstone for the stone church we occupy today was laid Easter  135 years ago (we had a rough time in the beginning losing the first church to a storm).  I'll bet those who came before us were with us today, will be with us tomorrow and are smiling that someone still loves it like they did.

This photograph was one of those aha photos that just thrills a photographer.  The light is right, you are at the right place at the right time and the reward is a moment of exquisite beauty captured forever.  Whatever happens tomorrow, today my church was a thing of beauty and a joy forever.  It will be brilliant tomrrow to welcome Christ back to life.

This image looks as if God dropped by early to say he approves.