pleasant home

last saturday we headed to the plains of kansas to help celebrate a 125 year anniversary of a church my giant's grandfather pastored and his momma grew up in. 

but first a pit stop at a Bible church he also pastored. 

and where my giant went when he was young.

now off to the middle of nowhere in the sea of corn and a country church where the air conditioner is barely there, a man plays a saw in a solo, our generation is few, simplicity is perfect, truth is spoken, fashion is scarce, stories are told, the floors creak and a little girl can dance as hymns are sung.