Doors ajar. Seems like an invitation to me.
I cautiously entered the building.
And I gasped when I saw this.
Not the dust filled, drab space I expected.
Brilliant blue-green upper walls.
Pale pink below a wainscot.
Light flooded the space, from those beautiful windows.
Just look.
The next picture is a much better representation of the blue green color.
The sanctuary was clean. This was a very big surprise for me.
Sure there is disrepair, but someone cares enough about the old building to clean it.
I was quiet. The still space had a reverent air to it. I couldn't help but be in awe because of the lack of vandalism.
These photos are enough to cause me pause again.
The ceiling is coming down in several places and you can see the wall damage in a few places as well.
There were unexplained things that were almost eerie.
See the pink glow on the ceiling over the back window. there was NOTHING pink inside or outside to explain the glow. I must have taken 15 shots before I got this one that picked it up.
The column on the right is holding up the falling in area of the ceiling.
And notice - the new looking silk arrangement on the altar.
The back of the pews appear to be one board.
This one caught my eye with a crack all the way across. Irregular, following the grain, which confirms the single "really wide" board theory. And the painted color was so pretty with the walls.
Another view.
The lighting was amazing.
Near the pulpit area this linoleum "rug" anchored the area.
Slightly faded, but the florals were still vibrant.
Details excite me. Especially those that seem to hold meaning.
A single silk bloom from some long ago arrangement.
Left on a bench in a church.
This sighting touched my very core.
I can almost see that one person, alone, pouring heart out to God while sitting here.
(and notice those saw marks)
I may have pecked out Amazing Grace on the piano.
One window had a curtain. Go ahead zoom this - no major dust bunnies or spider webs
just a pretty view out the back.
Picnic tables by the cemetery.
Wonder how many people heard the gospel in that pew.
Look at that worn finish.
As surprised as I was about an open, abandoned appearing building not being vandalized.
And surprised about how clean it was inside.
This last photo depicts the biggest surprise.
The altar.
Covered in a clean lace cloth.
With a note.
And an offering basket.
With money in it.
As if they are expecting people to enter. To find what I did. To worship for just a few minutes in their own manner.
A simple request to help restore the building if you are so led.
Well you know I added my donation.
Next time we will explore the grounds.
