Another walk…
Down Memory Lane…
Since I have made this journey back to my homeland (This is the best link I could find – I didn’t write much about this journey on my own blog), it’s been fun to visit the places of my youth. And, actually, I’m not just visiting them, they are becoming a part of me…again.
When my dad finished Bible school, this was the first church he pastored, it’s located on the grounds of Fruitland Bible Camp, and it’s the church where my mom’s whole family attended as they were growing up. We lived on the campground as well.
Family Camp is going on right now so Mr T & I visited last night. There are a lot of fun memories wrapped up in this place for me…good memories.
The above mentioned church is also the one that Mr T & I are currently pastoring, but in a different location.
WOW!! Lots of memories for me too. I haven’t been in the area for a long time. I used to ride my bike to camp and get the dish towels and bring them home and wash them and take them back. Lots of tears shed at those alters!!
These are great pictures. My memories consist of sawdust, dirt, cabins to play in like they were our very own playhouses, teeter-totters, little puppy Koona, kittens and lots of fun!