I hopped on the 8 Bus this morning to try and get to FCF, but having forgotten to write down the church’s phone number and address, I instead managed to get myself marvelously lost after disembarking at York Ave and Cold Spring Lane. After half an hour of unsuccessful wandering through the area, the melodious bells of Govans Presbyterian finally drew me in to its old stone walls, where I found fellowship, warmth, and beautiful hymns.

I’ll try again next week.