Where our current church building physically resides can be easily located on a map. Where our church resides in the hearts of our members and why it was built, is best told by the following poem. Presented by longtime member Harold Shippey, it inspired church members to build not only for today's needs but for the needs of all who will follow.
An old man, going a lone highway,
Came at the evening, cold and gray,
To a chasm, vast and deep and wide,
Through which was flowing a sullen tide.
The old man crossed on the twilight dim.
That sullen stream had no fears for him;
But he turned, when he reached the other side.
And built a bridge to span the tide.
“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near,
“You are wasting strength in building here.
Your journey will end with the ending day;
You never again must pass this way.
You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide,
Why build you the bridge at eventide?”
The builder lifted his old gray head.
“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said,
“There followeth after me today,
A youth whose feet must pass this way.
This chasm that has been naught to me,
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be.
He too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building the bridge for him.”