A dozen vintage cast-iron bells, gathered from churches across America, hang in a tall space in a little chapel. We visited this church last week and discovered the bells. Anyone can walk up, pull a rope, and ring.
The bells aren’t pretty and shiny, but they fill the air with a sound that is sweet, strong, confident, cheerful. Of course, on our visit I had to pull a rope. People sitting around after church smiled as the tones echoed through the stone walls.
Village church bells have rung in a new year, summoned people for meetings, heralded weddings, and tolled for death. Bells are a part of life, and they are made not to decorate a space, but to fill the space with sweetness.
In the musical “Guys and Dolls,” one of the women sings, “If I were a bell, I’d be ringing.” I like that. We can all “ring” in the space we’re in this week. We can fill the air with sweetness and bring smiles to others.
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