Thursday, January 8, 2015

THROW BACK THURSDAY


We have fond memories of all the churches we have served in, but the First Baptist Church of Hughson, was our home and ministry for 27 years.  

It hold a special place in our hearts.  It was the little country church on the edge of town....as the old song goes.  The parsonage next door, which holds memories of Roast in the oven on Sunday's, a women's Bible Study on Tuesday evenings.  Potlucks with wonderful homemade dishes.  

Our time in Hughson and this church are wonderful Throw Back memories.

17 comments:

  1. Dear Wanda, These are memories that warm our hearts and make us who we are. xo Catherine

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  2. Doot doot, doot doot, doot, doot, doo...
    :0)

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    1. Sorry. Now you've got me looking up those old tunes.

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  3. Wanda, there are some mighty big church out there...but it is the churches of the small towns that touch my heart. Blessings to you, xoxo,Susie

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  4. Glad it brings back good memories for you.... esp. as you served there so long.

    On a side note perhaps, it's a pretty building but the landscaping sure is lacking!

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  5. I love that it's on the edge of town... greeting those who come in and bidding Adieu to those leaving.

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  6. Sweet memories of times gone by. Thanks for sharing with us.

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  7. It looks like the kind of church one would feel at home in. A friend of mine whose husband is a minister has just left one parish, in South Carolina, to take up a new one in North Carolina. I always look forward to her posts.

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  8. Charming! I do love a bell tower on a church!

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  9. How wonderful!!! I can you in my mind's eye - cooking, serving, loving. And you continue to do so now.......
    You are an inspiration!

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  10. Hi Wanda....
    Aren't memories THE best!
    Enjoy your weekend....
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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  11. That is a long time to serve in one place so there has to be million of memories attached. Best wishes, Tammy

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  12. I know this spot holds so many, many memories for you two. I would love the old church building itself! Oh, the life stories it has held. My hat is off to 27 years of goodness in this spot. blessings ~ tanna

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  13. You reminded me at how it was for me when I was a child attending church with my parents, always seemed of been lots of picnics, and many other family gatherings going on.

    Oh by the way....I am back to Blogging again, just started up about three days ago, it is a new blog and it is official that I am back once again. Nice seeing your blog again. :)

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  14. Enjoyed your post - i remember a church in our little town which was up the street around the corner and up to town. Our Roman Catholic St. John the Baptist church. I remember the nuns lived next door. Our priest was Father Landware - and of course we kids called him Father Underwear.

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