The First Church Of The Good Ol’ Days

A few years ago, My husband and I visited a congregation we’d first attended nearly thirty years ago. We didn’t see many familiar faces – not that we would have recognized any of them. Thirty years is a long time, and people change. It is quite possible that a few of those folks from the days from when Flock Of Seagulls songswere in heavy rotation on the radio might have been sitting in the pew next to us during the visit. The majority of the people in attendance were middle-age or older.

It was sobering to see so much gray hair, and no little kids.

The congregation seemed to have a “use by” expiration date stamped on their doors. [Read more]

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