Next Sunday there were far more people than usual at the morning service, though not enough to make the church look full.

The church at this time would have looked very similar to how it looks today.

Only the church looked the way it was supposed to.

The little church where my father was baptized looked exactly as it had 15 years earlier.

Most of them would agree that the church will look different in 50 years.

"Let's go see how the new church looks" I suggested to my son.

I never realized a small church could look like a P47.

By this time, the church looked much as it does today.

The church in front of us looked dark at every window.

The new church, he thought, looked like an airport terminal.