|I am naturally clumpy.|
Up 180, just out of Flagstaff, is a little building called Chapel of the Holy Dove.
|Cute, no? And, how 'bout that church!|
Check out the gap under the door. When we arrived, Bibles and literature were scattered around like a bad day at the Kingdom Hall. Annie started picking them up, which made me feel guilty, so I helped.
|What's one more sermon from Annie?|
All over the walls are inscribed sacred graffiti, like PRAY FOR UNCLE JIMMY. I guess that makes them prayer walls. I wish they were updated more often. For example: THANKS EVERYONE. UNCLE JIMMY RECOVERED! so we could stop getting filtered to God's spam folder.
|Can't you feel the snark? Place Prayer Requests HERE, not the walls, you Philistines.|
|It was the Holy Dove's day off. Meet Sacred Raven.|
I'm getting itchy to see the North Rim. What say you?