Sundays are special, aren't they. The seventh day was meant for rest but my mind is busy searching for answers from today's sermon. Fellowship is special too, I look forward to spending time with our Sunday family, sharing a meal and learning more about each other, and I'm blessed by it and grateful for it. I'm also thankful that I have this chance to share a daily gratitude moment with so many, it really does make you aware of all you have and so little to complain about. Fellowship should not be reserved for Sundays, bloggers have fellowship each time we visit our blogs. Family has fellowship in many ways, as do children. Fellowship is special.
These are not our church doors but I love them. They belonged to a friend of mine who once lived in an historic old Victorian downtown. The story goes that the owner before her dating back to the roaring 20's, was remodeling the house, updating to more modern times and these doors were pocket doors to the sitting room. The owner sold them to a church here in town that reshaped them, painted them red and today they greet a new family. Needless to say, the lady of the house wasn't too happy at the loss of her doors that her husband sold without telling her. What is it about a red door? Why would a church paint their new doors red? Could it be that they would make a easy landmark to find the church? Enjoy your Sunday and fellowships of all kinds!
Was it a Lutheran church by any chance? I know that they usually paint them red to resemble the blood of Christ.
ReplyDeleteI think these are beautiful, and it's nice to have the story behind them. :o)
Ages ago red was the only color other houses didn't paint their doors, so churches adopted the color for theirs. And I agree with Tiff, it was also significant to the blood of Christ.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad for the fellowship of my blogger friends ... they're some of the nicest people I have come to know. Thanks, Sue, for sharing this post. xxoo
I always love the felloship time we have on Sundays.....and my sister always invites us over for a very traditional pot roast. Yummy!
ReplyDeleteTiff, the church is a Episcopal church, your reasoning makes sense. And Carolyn, thanks for your input too, love the history behind the red door.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful doors! But not as beautiful as your post! You have such a way with words!
ReplyDeleteI enjoy visitng you so much!
Have a great week!
thanks for the wonderful thoughts in your last 3 entrys...gotta try those gingerbread pancakes..our mom would do breakfast for dinner from time to time..I have done it maybe a handful of times in the 23 years we have been married..I just don't crave breakfast for dinner..but when we sit down to eat..it is good...don't know why I can't grab my head around it..lol..love your blog background..very festive for fall...:)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful red doors! Good to know their story and significance.
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