Right Where I was Supposed to Be . . .

While we were in Georgia we visited a church that has become known as "Sophia's Church" in the world of Walking Dead fans.  It's the church where the group looked for Sophia after hearing a church bell in the distance.  Sophia was the daughter of one of the main characters, Carol, and she had been separated from the group when a huge group of "walkers" came thru.  If you're not a fan then I know you're scratching your head right now.  Lol!!  Anyway, we had heard about this church and wanted to see it.  The church was a pretty little church but it was the old cemetery behind it that I fell in love with.  It ended up being one of my favorite parts of our whole vacation. 

Jim stayed in the car with the kids so I was able to walk around peacefully and uninterrupted.  While he was in the car I noticed another car pulled into the church lot as well.  It ended up being a young girl from upstate New York who had recently moved to the area to go to college.  She had her sister and mom with her and was showing them some of the different Walking Dead locations because they were huge fans as well.  She told Jim that at the top of the cemetery there was an Indian burial ground.  When they were filming in the cemetery, the actor who plays Glen requested that there be someone on hand to make sure nothing was being done to upset the graves in that part of the cemetery.  He told people he got a very strong feeling of their presence and wanted to show them the utmost respect.  I thought this was beautiful.  I have to tell you that I too felt a strong presence there.  Like I was being watched.  It didn't scare me.  Instead, I felt a sense of honor to be able to walk among their spirits.  Something that I will never forget. 

Below are photos of the burial ground.  No headstones.  Just rocks sticking out of the ground as markers to where they were buried.

 Jim spotted the grave below.  It wasn't marked. 

 A soldier from the War of 1812.

A view of the back of the church.

I felt such a presence in this cemetery and, while walking thru, I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be at that moment in time.  I also couldn't help but wonder if I had been buried there at the end of some other lifetime.  After we left, we got about a half mile up the road and Megan spotted this out her window.

 Amazing Grace.


Many blessings ~ Wendy