Be Still- My quiet space

I'm linking up with One Nutty Girl!

My husband is blessed to serve not one, but two congregations.  Both are wonderful places and we love each of them for what they are.  The nice thing is they are each a little different so it is hard to compare them.  One worships twice if not 3 times as many people on a Sunday.  It has a Sunday School program and a few more programs going on.  The other is this place...

My beautiful quiet place.  I love each church for the ways in which they grow my faith.  This church just happens to grow my faith in its quiet, solid, never changing ways.  It was started in 1867 and the original log cabin stands less than a half a mile down the road.  This building was built in 1904.  It is "our" history.  Or at least we feel so blessed to be a part of this history.  A few of the oldest residents of the county are buried to the right of the church.  It is a rock!  

It is also my quiet place.  A place where I feel I can truly worship.  My son is a little bit better behaved (maybe it's because I have help from our high school baby-sitter who attends there).  I can focus on singing and listening a little more.  My husband's office is not there so I am not anxious about what is going on behind the scenes.  No one asks me about Sunday School stuff (I do truly love the Sunday School stuff, but everybody needs to be still sometimes).  I don't feel I have to do anything because all we do there is worship.  (We serve others too, just in a different way than the church in town.)

It is a refreshing change.  I love both churches for who they are and how they serve but sometimes I need this quiet place.  I am both an extrovert and introvert and it is so nice that each of these churches allow me to be myself.  Yesterday we sat with the windows open singing "Come Thou Font" one of my favorite hymns.  As I looked at the windows I had to be still, because all I could see out every window was the green leaves on the trees.  All I could see inside was my sleeping baby, my active toddler, and people who were there to worship.