|Old Primitive Church in Folkston, GA|
The tales this old church must have, so
many come together for services, and
to worship the lord, it is sad it has closed
its doors and is all but falling down.
The old pump outside, where they got their
water from. What do you think happened
here to this old church, why is it no longer
holding services, and filled with people.
I see this email today, and I am thinking
this could be the reason so many churches
fold up, and are never heard of again, read
it carefully, take it to heart, and remember
there is always another place to park, another
place to sit, another place to really please
God. Hope you enjoy this little email, and
do have a blessed weekend, Sunday is
Resurrection Day, may we all be thankful
for what Christ did that day on the cross,
lest we never foreget. Praise His name.
YOU TOOK MY PARKING SPACE AT CHURCH
This should wake us up, change our ways, and touch our heart
One day, a man went to visit a church, He got there early, parked his car and got out. Another car pulled up near the driver got out and said, " I always park there! You took my place!"
The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him and stated, "That's my seat! You took my place!" The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.
After Sunday School, the visitor went into the sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him and said, " That's where I always sit! You took my place!" The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still he said nothing.
Later as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood up, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed him and called out, "What happened to you?" The visitor replied, as his hat became a crown of thorns, and a tear fell from his eye, "I took your place."