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The tall, white building on M-80 fills with people each Sunday morning. Cars line up in the parking lot on the white striped asphalt. The people file into the building and seat themselves on red cushioned pews. The ***** and piano play “Onward Christian Soldiers” dimly from the front corners. Women’s dresses tangle around their knees and high heels blister their toes. Men’s ties choke them while they sing, but hymnals are held high. When the children start to fall asleep parents pinch them. The highly-starched congregation stares straight ahead, and the words of the minister bounce off their heads. “But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves.” Outside that building the regal white steeple reaches up to the sky. And only the steeple worships God.
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
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The tall, white building on M-80 fills with people each Sunday morning. Cars line up in the parking lot on the white striped asphalt. The people file into the building and seat themselves on red cushioned pews. The ***** and piano play “Onward Christian Soldiers” dimly from the front corners. Women’s dresses tangle around their knees and high heels blister their toes. Men’s ties choke them while they sing, but hymnals are held high. When the children start to fall asleep parents pinch them. The highly-starched congregation stares straight ahead, and the words of the minister bounce off their heads. “But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves.” Outside that building the regal white steeple reaches up to the sky. And only the steeple worships God.
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
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