ABSTRACT
Angelus Temple was very much a church with its revolving neon cross, towering two-story stained glass windows, carved mahogany pulpit, and communion table, pipe organ and river Jordan baptistery. And there was no mistaking Sister Aimee Semple McPherson for one of the parishioners when she made her appearance in flowing robes and gowns, holding aloft a white Moroccan leather Bible and bouquet of red roses. The completion of Angelus Temple was much in Aimee's mind as she set sail on August 4, 1922, for Australia with her mother and children. Leaving San Francisco aboard the S. S. Maunganui, while more than a thousand well-wishers crowded the pier, Aimee was overwhelmed with the demanding attention to details the temple required as it neared its completion. The opening of Angelus Temple was indeed the summit of the great divide in Aimee's ministry. For Aimee, as she said many times in many places, it was the crowning glory of fourteen years of ministry.
