May 18th………..“WHAT WAS THE NAME OF GREAT GRANDMA CLARICE’S CHILDHOOD CHURCH IN SOUTHERN MINNESOTA“?
POEM – “Steeple To The Blue” by N. Elliott Noorlun
This is my mother’s childhood church,
With steeple to the blue.
Beneath, its doors did open wide,
With colorful memory’s hue.
Of mother’s grandfather, Who’d start the stove,
On frigid Sunday morn,
And then start congregation sings,
From lovely hymnals worn.
She shares of wonderful Christmas times,
As in horse sleigh they would huddle,
Beneath those heavy buffalo robes,
For warmth, they’d have to cuddle.
I’m happy that this church still stands,
For modern saints and sinners,
To come hear preaching from His Word,
That makes eternal winners!!! ><>