Well, we've moved into the new church building finally, and we've been trying to find our way around these last couple of weeks. I think I have a decent grip on the location of things now. It's huge...Really huge. Like walking into some kind of theater or something. I keep saying it'll feel like home eventually, but for now I'm homesick for the familiarity of the old church building, the comfy sardine-like feeling of that old lobby, and the joy of seeing Mr. Pestke in his spot every week. I was gently reminded of our old church home this morning when, mid-church service, the pages of my Bible started turning on their own, due to a nice chilly draft in the main auditorium...I guess the good-ol' FBBC freezing-cold auditorium draft has followed us to our new building.
I remember our last time being in a service in our old building, pausing at the door before we left just to look in one more time. I grieved great losses and celebrated many joys there; I had the privilege of learning to trust and lean on my brothers and sisters in Christ; I saw God give and take away in my own life and in the lives of those I love; I watched God make a place for me in a church of 2,000. As I remember all of the life-shaping things that happened there, I look forward in great anticipation of what is to come.
My husband and I were the last wedding at 1039 N. Greece Road. We asked our wedding photographer to capture us saying good-bye to the building, and I think she did an amazing job...This picture is the one that I like best.
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