Sanctuary of Souls #1080

Sanctuary of Souls (Echoes of the Living Church) In the quiet sanctum where our hearts convene, Whispered prayers rise like doves in serene flight, Weaving a tapestry from threads of belief and light— Values, spirited actions, and everything unseen. Dawn greets us with a chorus of praise, Shared silences weave through our reverent space, Understanding nods across pews, a grace As habits and norms breathe life, ablaze. This culture, our echo, more than steps towards an altar, It's why we tread this path, where our spirits falter And rise, in the pulse of a congregation, In a temple not of stone, but vibrant elation. Ours is not a church of stones silent and cold, But a gathering of souls, brave and bold, Who answer the call of salvation, old as time, Walking in the light of Christ’s teachings, sublime. Revelation’s words guide us to see Beyond wood and nails, to a truth decree— The church in each gaze, in breaths we take, A church of love, of actions, all for His sake. Let this truth resonate, expand our church's embrace, A profound connection, in this sacred space, A congregation of spirits, on a path so divine, Guided by Jesus Christ, forever our cornerstone and line. Written by Steven G. Lee (April 29, 2024)