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The Church and It's People
Tuesday: ( First Week In March 1950 )
Armed with rakes, saws, pruning shears and the like, they descended upon the
church yard in a scene reminiscent of the days of long ago. Brush and brambles
had to go first and trash had to follow. To the left of the church, about twenty
yards away was an old privy. It and the old horse-sheds to the rear of the
building had once been in good repair, but tonight they stood uninvitingly
forlorn. The privy, nevertheless, had to undergo the proper treatment for an
inside lavatory had not even been conceived when the old church was erected.
This necessary addition to the premises was selected by the preacher’s wife as
her project, and while the men cut back the mulberry trees and sumac bushes,
which guarded the entrance, she dared to venture inside with the spiders and the
huge paper wasp nest. “Well, somebody had to do it!” she said, as she scattered
the contents of a bag of lime in the area.
All of a sudden, they stood and looked, and there in bold relief was the
building once hidden by years of neglect and grown over with carelessness. This
was to be their base of operations to reach a town which had forgotten. It never
occurred to them that folks might not want to come and worship here. After all,
nearby towns had their beautiful churches with stained glass windows and robed
choirs and all the comforts of home. It is so easy to forget a place where the
Gospel once offered the grace of the Lord Jesus and the peace of God which
passes understanding to all those “led by the Spirit of God.” Ah, there is the
catch! The old time religion required responsible reaction to God’s Word. The
new way was the easy way, forget the past and do better by yourself. That’s
it…self-effort. In their hearts, the workers could hear the wheezy old
organ…”nothing in my hand I bring, simply to thy cross I cling.”
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