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| THE LITTLE WHITE CHURCH WHEN I WAS JUST A LITTLE GIRL WE MOVED FROM WHERE I WAS BORN. FAR AWAY TO ANOTHER WORLD OR YET IT SEEMED, I WAS FORLORN. THE HUGE OLD TWO STORY HOUSE WHERE I SLEPT ON THE TOP FLOOR AND IN EVERY CORNER LIVED A MOUSE, BUT I DIDN'T MIND, I WAS NEVER BORED. WELL, HERE WE ARE AT OUR NEXT HOME STILL IN THE COUNTRY, BUT ON A DIRT ROAD. ALL AROUND IT SEEMED FOR MILES, CORN ALL GROWN SO HERE WE SETTLED IN AND MADE IT OUR ABODE WE ALSO LEFT A LITTLE WHITE CHURCH BEHIND IT WAS NESTLED AMONG A GROVE OF PINE TREES EVERY YEAR TOWARDS THE END OF SUMMER, WE HAD A GRAND OLD TIME WE WOULD GO TO CAMP MEETING, THERE WAS LOTS THERE TO SEE. HUNDREDS OF CHRISTIANS AND SINNERS TOO, WOULD GATHER TO PRAY UNDER THE TABERNACLE, OH, WHAT SINGING YOU WOULD HEAR. THAT WENT ON FOR ABOUT TWO WEEKS, TWICE EVERYDAY, AND SUNDAY AFTER DINNER ON THE GROUNDS, THEY HAD SINGING EVERY YEAR. WELL IN MY NEW HOME, WHICH SEEMED SO FAR AWAY WE FOUND ANOTHER LITTLE WHITE CHURCH TO ATTEND. SO EVERY SUNDAY, WE WERE AT CHURCH JUST ABOUT ALL DAY, BUT I STILL MISSED THE CHURCH WHERE ALOT OF TIME I WOULD SPEND. BUT EVERY YEAR WE WOULD JOURNEY BACK TO THAT PINEY GROVE, AND LISTEN TO THE SINGING AND WE ALL WOULD JOIN IN TOO. THAT FIRST LITTLE WHITE CHURCH WILL ALWAYS BE IN MY MIND THOUGH IT WAS THERE I HEARD ABOUT JESUS AND HOW HE LOVES ME TRUE. ! ! ! WRITTEN BY SHIRLEY BARR MAY 12, 2004 |
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| SONG: " Church in the Wildwood" |
