Thursday, October 25


Thinking back to my life before I got saved.....
a celebration meant a totally different thing to me.
Today, it means being excited about a Sunday at church!  
Faith Baptist Church was organized in 1977, the year I graduated from high school.

I rub keyboards and shoulders with people that do not
have a church home.
They are lonely.
They have nobody to help them through
bad times....
and nobody to enjoy 
good times.

I am so thankful for our church and the stand it has taken
these past 35 years.
I'm thankful for our people.
The people that are there 
when times are hard,
and when times are good.
35 years of anything brings lots of change.
I've been out of high school for 35 years.
Gas was 63cents a gallon in 1977.
We've had people come,
people go.
We have two *charter* members.
They happen to be my father and mother in law.
They've been here the whole 35 years.
We got to honor them on Sunday.
What a pity it would have been to wait until
they were in heaven to celebrate their
years at FBC.


It was a sweet day!
of memories and fellowship.

1 comment:

rebecca said...

What an honor - and you're right...celebrating our "family" of faith IS a unique and wonderful way to celebrate.

Rick Warren recently tweeted: "A Christian unconnected to a church family is an orphan." It's SO true.