This fall, the idea of removing all the bushes from around the church was a strange one to me and somewhat unsettling. Seeing watercolors of the church as it was originally built did little to help me frame a personal picture of what it would look like.
BUT, seeing is believing and I love the bright green grass and the clean lines of our church. For me, the need to re-point our masonry has been a blessing in disguise.
God works in wondrous ways, her mysteries to perform. Thanks be to God.