Its been 5 years, 1 month & 4 days since we moved. Not only to a new home, new
school, church, new way of life.. but a new state. It wasn't what most would
consider a HUGE move, but it was like moving to another world for us.
I moved a little further from family, friends, and everything I knew.
What's really strange, when we were settled, I felt like I had moved home.
I was finally home. I had never lived in a community where I have felt like
this is where we were meant to be. Even with that peaceful feeling, I still felt
like I left so much of myself behind.
Last Sunday, we visited my parents. They still live in the same area.
This is my church. I guess I'll always call it my church.
Its where I was raised. Its where my children first
learned about Jesus. We grew up here. It looks exactly the same.
Exactly.
(cell pics)
I love these stain glass windows.
5 on each side.
We have a brick outside.
Thats our anniversary date.
It pulls at my heart a little going back, but it was such a peaceful
felling seeing everything looked just as I remember.
Doesn't matter where you are
Doesn't matter where you go
If its a million miles away
or just a mile up the road
take it in, take it with you when you go
who says you can't go home
5 comments:
We've never lived in the area we were raised. I don't know what it would feel like to live there anymore. The rest of my family, except for my oldest brother, have always lived there. I would love to have that....I'm sure your visits back bring back alot of memories!
It must be so comforting to go "home" even though home is somewhere else. You can't just forget something that was so important in forming who you are today. That church is gorgeous and the stained glass is stunning.
What a beautiful church! Isn't it funny how one place can bring so much inner peace? When we moved a little further away, I found it hard to go to a new church and would travel many many times back to Sunday mass with my mom and dad. It just felt like home.
I love the statue of the Blessed Mother surrounded by her roses. Gorgeous!
I love your brick -- that's just so romantic!
I love visiting my home church and seeing people who have had a huge part in shaping my life. Although lately, we have been to my home church more than our church here....for more than one reason. Very pretty church!
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