The girls and I were out today and drove past a church just in time to hear her bells chime. A wave of homesickness flooded both my and sister's hearts.
"Remember back at home, Mama, how the church bells chimed every hour?!"
"Yes. Yes, I do remember how the bells chimed every hour. They were lovely."
I am thankful for church bells. Even if we can't hear them from our new house.