In the last devotion, I told how, as a young girl, I loved to be free to “explore” our big empty church building when my mother would go there to prepare music for the Sunday service. How I loved that place! It felt like “home” to me—only more exciting! I…
When I was small, my mother would go to the church on off-days to practice music or prepare songs for our Junior Choir. She’d bring me along and let me wander the big empty church building as she did her work. Our church was a vast, exciting adventureland to a…