We sang at Frenchtown Presbyterian Church in Frenchtown, New Jersey last night. It was a much smaller church than St. Anne's, but oh my goodness was it beautiful. I probably think all churches are beautiful, though. Actually, no, I have seen churches I haven't thought were beautiful. Anyway, check out the photos below (I said I'd take pictures, didn't I?):
|Photo cred to my roomie, Lauren!|
|Part of the sanctuary.|
|I was obsessed with this window.|
I really enjoyed our host family last night. They were a couple maybe a little older than my parents, and they lived in this old house in the middle of the woods. I kid you not: If there existed a single home that had everything my mom has ever tried to incorporate into our house over the years, this would be it. She'll probably be annoyed I didn't take pictures, but I'm not sure pictures would have done it justice. Oh, and let me tell you--the library. The husband had an entire room dedicated to his books, and may I just say, I spent about fifteen minutes just looking at them.
Other than the house and books, the couple were so warm and welcoming. It can be a little weird staying in a stranger's home, but they made us feel right at home! We talked theology, ballroom dancing, and a lot of interesting other stuff. All in all, a very fun night. And now, off to Syracuse!