Church Is In Session

Don’t you just love how the older we get, the more things become clear?  

One of my favorite Sunday posts is by my friend, Debra, at http://farmerdays.com. She is doing an amazing series called Churches of the Prairie. (You can click the titles if you’d like to see.) 

Every Sunday morning I find myself scrambling to her blog to see what churches she discovered that week. 

Plus, I also love how she shares Sunday fellowship via photographs and tidbits of history. 

Little Bit and I always see country churches when we’re out on our driving adventures. 

Perhaps it’s my Iowa roots talking, but it seems like when we pass them, those buildings almost speak to me.

I always find myself wondering about their stories and days gone by. 

Of Sunday’s mornings with greeters standing in open doorways, welcoming every-one with a smile and warm handshake. 

Of packed seats, and people fanning themselves in the midst of summer’s heat. 

Of the sun streaming in through the stained glass, while winter’s icy breath fogs the outside windows. 

Of piano keys clattering and hymnal pages turning. 

Of voices rising to fill the atmosphere with melodies and soulful sounds. 

Of fond farewells, and “see you soons” to the racing  back home and climbing into play clothes. 

Of Sunday dinners with chicken frying,  biscuits baking, and apple pie cooling on the counter. 

Of love and laughter, sorrow and tears all mingled together in days full of grace. 

Pretty cool. 

And, as much as I love the idea and nostalgia in those buildings, I’ve come to realize some things these past few years. 

For me, Faith and the Sunday rituals of praise and singing don’t necessarily require a building. 

For me, those things are such a part of who I am, that some days I feel like I carry them around in my pocket. 

Recently, I told you about my health journey and showed you my picture, and now I thought it’d be great time to show you my church. 

You’ll probably notice there’s no building in sight. 

The pews are empty. 

And, you’d be right if you guessed I don’t make it down there every Sunday. 

But, the combination of all those things is exactly what’s so perfect about it. 

The stained glass is the blue sky.

Nature fills those empty seats. 

The wind whispers the chorus and tunes. 

This is where my husband and I were married.

To me, it’s as sacred of a place as anywhere I’ve ever been. 

I absolutely love sitting on those benches with Little Bit. He seems to be as glued to the place as I am. He usually starts singing unprompted. 

Every time we arrive there, I get out of the pickup feeling and saying the exact same thing: 

Church is in session“.  


40 thoughts on “Church Is In Session

  1. Good morning! Thanks so much for the link to my site! Discovering all these churches has certainly been an adventure.

    I absolutely love this post. I feel just like you do about “going” to church. I experience church in everyday events. I use to spend alot of time in a tree stand, not hunting but photographing. Sitting still AND quiet really taught me to calm my soul and just “talk” to God. I am closer to God in nature and it’s amazing to see all the wonders that He has created for us to enjoy and take care of.

    Have a wonderful day!! Wylie woke me up at 3 to let me know it was storming. Short night. Also have a chance to storms again this afternoon

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  2. Such a beautiful post. Church and faith are such huge, huge topics and I struggle all the time to figure them out and put them into words – like you I don’t manage to a church regularly but in my journey have been grateful to discover that faith is something I can access outwith a formal church gathering. I loved the phrase carrying it around in your pocket. ❤️ Where you got married is so beautiful and the views are wonderful. Thanks for sharing. X

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    • Well hi!! It’s been awhile since we’ve chatted! How are all your lovely pets?

      Thank you for understanding what I was trying to express. The idea for this post has been stuck swimming in my head for weeks. Stuck in the abyss of the “right” things to say and finding words to describe the place that is embedded in my heart.

      Pictures are one thing- they are pretty. But to stand there in the glory of all that is perfect in this world, is breath-taking.

      I’m glad you love the pocket thing❤️ I love that Faith is tucked in there safely, with me wherever I go.

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      • Hello! :) they are all doing fine, thanks so much for asking! Lovely to speak to you again and I understand completely. I often struggle so much to put these things into words but it all just falls into place when standing somewhere like that, I can only imagine how amazing it is in person! ☺️

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  3. Oh Jess, this is so beautiful. What a divine place to exchange vows and I have to say that I feel the same way about my faith and spirituality. As much as I grew up going to church for me now it’s not in a building, it’s all around us, in the air we breath, the beauty of nature and the color of a new sunrise. xo

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  4. There is a wonderful program about prairie churches in North Dakota, I think I have the correct link. I don’t know why your blog is not showing in my reader anymore ( your not the only one). Enjoyed your post!

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    • Oh no- about the reader! There’s some weird things happening on my posts when I tried to edit. Hmmm. Guess there’s some glitches somewhere.

      Thanks for reading my post. I can’t wait to see the program on those churches! I bet there’s such a history in North Dakota. Thank you for the information and link! So nice of you. :)

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  5. I too find myself wondering about the past history of many old buildings, especially abandoned homes. I often wonder how many people where born or died in them, how many weddings were held on the lawn, how many pets are buried out back. How many dads taught the kids to ride bikes in the driveway, how many moms taught the kids to cook in that kitchen. Each house is a snapshot of lives past.

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  6. What a lovely Blessed by Nature Wedding, it must have been. And you said it was covered with yellow flowers then.
    So simple, yet so beautiful, this Church.
    Even when I go touring, I make it a must to visit the local church and I’m enthralled with the Old Churches, the architecture, the carved paintings. Its so Pure and Precious.

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    • What a fabulous idea you have there! To visit the local churches. I love that! Especially since no two are alike.

      Thank you. For us, it was the only place on the planet to exchange our vows. We’d been there hundreds of times before, and hundreds of times since. And, every single time I step foot there, I know I’m home.

      Home in Faith. Home where hearts become completely filled up. I always leave there feeling like I walked out of a sanctuary. Love that. 💜

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