Glimpse From The Past
Saw a name on the TV screen, and it made me think of someone from my "kid" years that I spend in Paul's Valley, Oklahoma. If you are interested, you can check it out on the internet.
Spent my early school years there with my grandmother, and did a search on the internet for that name from the past.
Up popped a website that mentioned that name, but led me to a page that celebrated 105 years of the little church where I accepted Christ. You can check it out – Bethlehem Baptist Church. When I attended there, it was a little wooden building right next to Dunbar School where my grandmother was teacher and Principal.
Looking through the Program, I immediately recognized names of people who have passed, and others who apparently are still alive. Wow!
Several things came to mind. One was that I did not realize that this church was 105 years old (alright, no comments about my age). Secondly, when we were in Paul's Valley three years ago, it was like no one remembered anybody I could recall. Maybe the history project got some people thinking. In some ways, I'm sorry that I haven't stayed in touch with anyone in PV, but I left when I was 12 or 13 (like 1948?).
Now this will start me on a search for more clearly defined dates – and I'm the only one that old in my family, so the research begins.
But it was in that little church when the invitation was given one Sunday night that I said "yes" to Jesus and a couple of weeks later, was baptized in a local pond (at the Dawson's I think. Thanks Bethlehem Baptist!