Today was a busy day. I had an acreage community to go check out for possible building sites, plus a long list of errands to run, my mind a jumble with things not only on today’s list, but tomorrow’s and the next day’s, as well. With still another 2-3 stops to make, I pulled up into the parking lot of a large shopping center and looked up. There it was: What appeared to be some kind of chapel sat looming large on a hill top overlooking the shopping center and the city beyond. I’ve been driving past this building since I got here, always wondering about it, but never taking the time to stop and see what it was. I really didn’t have the time to stop today either, but something in my spirit told me that I needed to make time. So, I sat my list aside, and walked up the hill.
Nestled into a lovely garden with large trees, sculptures and fountains, was an extraordinary building of many angles and lines that pointed the eye to the heavens.
It was labeled a “community chapel,” an interfaith structure to be enjoyed by all people, in honor of a woman who had dedicated her life to abandoned, neglected and abused children in the area for over 50 years. I opened the large doors and stepped inside, light streaming through the glass and bouncing off the other surfaces in the room.
By all appearances, I was alone, but I could hear the sound of someone playing the piano. It was live, not recorded, but I couldn’t see the musician. I sat in a pew and listened.
All of my days, I want to praise
The wonders of Your mighty love.
My comfort, my shelter,
Tower of refuge and strength
Let every breath, all that I am
Never cease to worship You.
Shout to the Lord, all the earth let us sing,
Power and majesty, praise to the King!
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar,
At the sound of your name!
I sing for joy at the work of your hands,
Forever I’ll love you, forever I’ll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.
After my encounter with the Lord there in that chapel, I walked the grounds at a leisurely pace, enjoying His glory through the exquisite beauty of the day and the awe-inspiring work of His creation.
The to-do list put back into proper priority and perspective, I reveled in His embrace…a stolen moment with my Savior, sealed with the promise of more.
This left me feeling like I had that stolen moment myself…He is precious, Will we enter in? Sunday…….
I love ya!
That song has been our theme song during these days of sharpening and refining. I wonder what divine appointments await us all if we took the time to read God’s to-do list?
I love the simplicity in His beauty that you caught with your camera. Thank you for sharing.
Beautiful post…..that will be the song I think of all day today…..
OOohhh, I want to come visit! What a beautiful place! I can only imagine how peaceful and holy it felt!
What a beautiful spot — and moment…
Saw your comment over on Robyn’s site… I met you at the Siesta Fiesta in San Antonio, I think. Your comment said you’re in Texas, but your profile says Florida. Anyway, I came over to say hi to another Texas gal!
Wow! Such a beautiful place. It looks like one of those places that you FEEL Him each time you enter in.
What a beautiful place of worship. I would love to sit there and drink Jesus in. Thank you for sharing with us. Love, Linda
A worthy monument … a worthy pause. What a stunning moment for you! I am almost there with you. the pictures create a witness all their own. Thanks for sharing. Pray for me … I’m feeling a bit weepy today.
I just wanted to share with you an update about the friend I told you about who was going through “in-vitro” a couple of weeks back. Her test came back positive today. Praise God! (you can read more here, if you’d like… http://katiegfromtennessee.blogspot.com/)
Thank you for sharing this moment with me. How true that we all miss so much of His Amazing love and grace because we’re too busy too notice.
Thanks for stopping by…I will be back with more Disney posts and pictures next week….
just had to take a break and share about little Maggie..life has changed so drastically for this family in a week. Please pray.
Your “Stolen Moments” were a gift from God.
Getting my crew ready for services this morning, I went against my ‘list’ and checked in with you, soo glad I did.
have a marvelous Sunday sweet friend,
What a beautiful moment Melinda. What an amazing way for that lady to be honored–to have something built to honor God. And now you know you have that neat chapel to visit whenever you feel you want to. How special! It was like God was saying to you, “here’s a neat place I want to show you in your new town”. Still missing you…Kim