I have been a wanderer for most of my adult life. I would go to church now and then, when it was convenient for me, or when I was troubled by something in my life. On those rare occasions, I went to the Congregational Church where I went to Sunday School as a child, but I have never felt the warmth or acceptance there. It was always just a building to me. Recently, I have been trying to make myself right with God and by His guidance, I ended up on this site. I have discovered the warmth and love of some very special people that have helped me to invite God into my heart. Another thing they suggested was to find a church and surround myself with people like myself with the same needs. This led me to the Methodist Church in my town. This Church has been around all of my life and many years before that. It has been around for so long that one year ago, she was in such dire straits that they were just about to close the doors. They couldn't afford the heating bills or the long overdue repairs that an old building demands. They had exhausted all efforts and were ready to just give up when the local University offered to buy it from them. This was surely a gift from God! But now ...where to relocate?? About 3 miles out of town on this nice little country road there was some land for sale that a developer had been trying to purchase. Somebody in the Church heard about it and so they were able to buy the land. They have since put up a new Church and it is all bought and paid for with no mortgage! The congregation is growing and they have many plans to expand the use of the Church. I walked into this Church last Sunday and I immediately felt like I was home. It's a small, quaint country setting which reminds me very much of Little House on the Prairie. The people there were all so very welcoming and I felt as if I had always been there. It truly is a community in itself! And to think...just a year ago, they thought there was no hope at all. What an amazing God we have!