Seventy Years and Counting!

    Bet you can't guess what this is! Having trouble? Here's a little hint, it’s where people gather to pray. Have you got it yet? Well if you’ve guessed it’s a church you’re absolutely correct! This fragile old building that is standing before me in this photograph is none other than a majestic church. This beautiful peace of work was constructed in 1937. You may not be able to see very clearly the weathered bricks that are the body of this building. Due to years of the changing seasons the once dazzling and innovative church has become an older and much respected part of my neighborhood.
     This aged old church is home to many church goers on a Sunday morning. As the bells sound of for mass you can hear the people eagerly gathering in front of the doors. These doors if you look closely have been attached to these walls for years. Its thick wooden appearance gives a warm welcome to its followers, as they scurry along.
     The windows are of any usual church, tall and skinned at the top. With imprints of imagines we have named god. There are white plastered statues that are set in a layer of the wall, as they gaze down at me I shiver. Not knowing if I got chills from its piercing eyes of Mary or if a cool draft just hit me I choose to glance away and go about observing the other minor details of the house of prayer. The stairs stained by water marks and warned by the many feet passing up and down them for many years.
     I remember attending this very church when I was much younger. I can still remember the smell of the freshly mopped floors and the nose of every busy body moving steadily to the following bench for the start of the mass. I can feel the cool holy water dripping down my forehead, after I’d finished making the sign of the cross and whispering the words “in the name of the father, the name of the son and the holy spirit amen.” As I stood outside these massive doors I still feel that safety I’d felt years ago being inside the house of god. This building brought back some very fund memories, and though it’s aged so much in the past few years. It holds the same impact it had on me years ago.