Stories and Poems

This is a collection of original poetry and stories from our congregation's members. We're blessed to have so many talented folks around us. If you have some jots and tittles of your own that you'd like to add, please email them to us. We'd love to post them here.

The Little White Church

There’s a little white church in the village
With a cross reaching toward the sky,
That has called her people to worship,
Their God to magnify.
The bell which rung from the steeple
When the hour of worship was nigh
Brought friends and neighbors together
Their God to mollify.
The windows bespeak of loved ones
Who within the walls have paused.
Their memory we hold in reverence
In their labor for the cause.
We recall the many men of God,
With a message our hearts to inspire.
The praise echoed within the walls
By the little chapel choir.
Here our babies were baptized,
Our sons and daughters were wed.
Prayers were lifted for loved ones,
And we eulogized our dead.
Now her doors are closed in reticence,
And we recall with a tear
The joy and blessings we’ve received
From our years of worshipping here.

Mary Slagle

A new church stands in grander
On the morning side of town.
With a steeple pointing skyward
The walls an earthy brown. 

A lofty cross adorns the front,
The symbol of hope and love.
Bids all come enter and worship.
Receive the peace of the Holy Dove.

The warmth of the chapel windows
Reflect the sun's bright ray,
Like a soothing balm at worship
Brightens our Sabbath Day.

May the message and the music
Raise praise and joy to the Lord.
As all who gather to worship
Share in His Holy Word.

As we kneel before the chancel
Releasing our every care,
Let us lift our heart in praise and thanks
In the knowledge you are there.

 May the beauty of the structure
Not blind us Lord from Thee.
But with mellowed heart and deepened faith
Accept Your Gift, so free.

As we open these doors to worship
Let us answer the Master's call
To spread the message far and wide
Of God's Salvation for all.

Mary Slagle