Here is the first chapel we ever built. It was only a 10×16 but it certainly was a cutie.
Here is the story of the Tiny Texas Chapels, while not many in number, unique and special in so many ways.
We nearly dropped this sweet thing off the trailer and into the creek on the left side. Then we nearly dropped it by knocking all the piers on one side out while trying to get the trailer out from under it.
This went to Tarrytown, a high end neighborhood in West Austin and because it was under their 200 sf limit, it did not require a permit to place in the back yard of their property.
Here is the inside looking back at the door. It was a bit crowded for a chapel but was used as…. a home office for a lawyer. Ya, nuff said
Out on a ranch with a Bride and Grooms house sits a chapel that is beautiful and full of great wood and windows. This was number 2 of the Chapels that have left us to go to other homesteads.
This was the first chapel to get a full bell tower with the bell to ring from the front portico.
It also had seating benches on each side of the giant custom made door with a speakeasy window to be sure you were coming in after the action got started. You might just have to sit outside for a while.
Once inside you got the view and to sit in pews that dated back to the 1800’s.
Imagine the preacher standing with the sunset pouring into the room as he spoke. Yes, it could be a bright light coming at you, but then that is why most go to chapels, isn’t it?
You can see when it was cranes into place the steeple was not on. It was added with the help of the crane and could be rung from the front porch.
Antique Stained glass windows lined the wall and cranks open to cool the place if there was a good breeze around.
When it was time, that door let the people in and out.
Hidden on the Hillside is my favorite chapel, with a view for a thousand acres in Bastrop.
Koker Chapel is a beauty, though only 12’x 20′, she can handle 28 people watching a wedding in comfort.
The custom made door to the chapel of your dreams. The first wedding was just months from when she settled it seems.
I delivered this chapel about the time my son, Adam, disappeared in Paris France. It holds a special place in my heart even though my prayers for his safety and return were not answered. New life from the pieces and parts of the past were the foundation for the truth I found within. One can not change the future nor the past, but what we make from it is more important and this is one of my ways of making the best of it, no matter how bad it looks when you start to salvage what you can.
One of my Chapels I have made from which I plea to all, forget not why we came to Earth and answer to the call.
My lights were dimmed but thus I saw a path to carry on. My heart was opened to new thoughts, my anger now is gone.
The door we leave by when its done may not look just like this, but I promise it will be one that will bring you Love and Bliss.
The Forget Me Not Chapel is still here at TTH and I never will forget so many who have come of age.
From the Pulpit I do call.
The song I sing, I sing to all. It is one that I live full time,
the Song of Salvage full of rhyme.
It is for those who need a path,
a way to bring their dreams to pass,
and if I sing it loud enough
it will be heard far up above.
The pews line up along the wall beneath the etched glass, crosses small, and through them comes the light of Love to was away the pain we have.
The Forget Me Not Chapel sits thee quiet and alone. It still is not quite finished though its been here for so long.
So like the shadows on the wall, the memories of those who call, from far beyond this worldly race, can still be heard in this small space.
I thank you all for coming here
and looking at the chapels dear.
They are my way of showing all
what can be done to heed the call.
Waste not, want not, please do try
to save the past so it won’t die.
The memories of what has been,
is what we give to our young friends.
To let them know there is still hope.
To know there is a way to cope,
to still be free and build a life,
instead of leaving in your strife.
I pray that what you have seen here
will help to make your next path clear.
To give instead of take still more
From what this Earth once had in store.
To build a new world from the old,
A place so Eden like I’m told.
Then from that base we will grow forth,
to nurture what is our new birth.
A new millennium of Peace,
a time of giving back to ease
the pain of what we have now done
with all the greed, the hate, the dung.
I plea to all that see this page,
to leave behind the ugly rage,
the taking that must come to end.
This is the message that I send.
Wake Up I beg you one and all,
Please answer to my Song and Call.
Pure Salvage Living can become
The path we take, the coming norm.