When my daughter visited us in May, she and I took day trips to nearby areas. Both of us adore old graveyards and old churches with their cemeteries. It's not surprising that we would visit this church. St. John is a lovely, quiet, and serene place in nearby Flat Rock. Originally built in 1833 as a private chapel, the church is rich in history.
The church was racially integrated from the beginning with families and "servants" sitting together. In fact, the very first wedding ceremony performed at the church was between two slaves.
The cemetery surrounding the church is a wonderful place to roam and ponder. Three signers of the Declaration of Independence are buried here, and many fallen soldiers of all our wars.
I could linger for hours in cemeteries, reading the epitaphs and admiring the art gracing the tombstones. This cemetery calls me back again and again and there are still areas I haven't walked.
I've never given a thought to the wording on my tombstone, but wouldn't it be wonderful to be remembered as "exceedingly beloved?"