Today I attended worship in this beautiful old church. No air conditioning, no electric guitars, no overheads or speakers, just lovely people and wonderful old hymns. Beautiful.
|Emmanuel Evangelical Church, Petosky, Michigan|
We even sang this old favorite:
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it someday for a crown.
It was balm to the soul.