I Long for My Old Church—and the Tree Beside It

There was a magnolia tree by a white church on a hill. It was a beautiful tree—tall and green and blooming every year with those massive flowers, so sweet to smell. More than this, it was a hospitable tree. Its branches, always sturdy, started low enough to the ground that even small children could climb Read more... The post I Long for My Old Church—and the Tree Beside It appeared first on Christianity Today.