Sunday as we were getting gas in a poor section of a town about 20 miles from us, I spied this little building across the way. I noticed the double doors and the stained glass window. I decided it must have been a small church in days gone by. It seemed to be empty. But it was early afternoon, and if a small group had met in the morning then of course it would be empty now. Too bad we couldn't wait around to see if they had church that night. We had to hurry back home so we could go to our own church.
