Waltham Abbey The Place I Call Home
A Memory of Waltham Abbey.
I was born in Waltham Abbey and lived there until I was twenty eight. It is the place I call home, where my roots are. Many times I remember going into the Abbey Church; there is such a feeling of serenity and the presence of God there. As a young person I went there for quietness, to meet with God and on so many times I left feeling refreshed and restored. nowdays when I go back and open the big oak door I am drawn in by the awesomeness and wonder of such a wonderful building. I love the stain glass windows both in the main church and the Lady Chapel, the wax painting (discovered in 1960) showing the judgement day, the engraved pillars, the marks of the old chained Bible, the Rose Window deplicting the days of creation, the reredos showing the story of the birth of Jesus and flight into Egypt, the sound of the large pipe organ, the roof showing the signs of the Zodiac and the crypt where the church shop is situated. Many, many wonderful and happy memories bought back by looking at one photograph.
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