Ernie Martin and his son, Joe, sing in the church choir. Joe leans on his son’s arm as they make their way each Sunday to the choir’s position just below the pulpit and each Sunday as he passes my pew he - sort of double taps the pew door on his way. If the door is slightly ajar, he’ll close it.
It’s like a “pay attention, the service is starting now!” sort of signal for me and, as simple as it is, it’s another little tradition that I look forward to.
You can read more about Ernie in the post, Hands of the Carpenter.
It’s like a “pay attention, the service is starting now!” sort of signal for me and, as simple as it is, it’s another little tradition that I look forward to.
You can read more about Ernie in the post, Hands of the Carpenter.
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