Basic Theology of House and Home: IT WAS NOT A CHILDHOOD DREAM!

 

The story is on repeat in my head, I was five years old, it was the summer of 1968, when my parents elected to send me and my three older siblings slow walking to  Immanuel Baptist Church in the place of my birth Rantoul IL.

Who I am today is a sent, settled solider in the Army of the Lord! They didn’t write that song for nothing!

I would not be who I am today without being enlightened, equipped, encouraged, educated, and evangelized by people from and in the church house.

After returning to the states from Europe, our Wives Club Mother had the audacity to SEND us to a Southern Baptist CHURCH in walking distance from our home in Rantoul I’ll.

It was 1968 and our Mother strengthened by the European culture SENT her four children walking down the street and around the corner to a church house for VBS!

IT WAS NOT A CHILDHOOD DREAM!

Although, we were back in the states, Daddy had been SENT to Vietnam again and I have no doubt, the SENDING us to VBS was a part of their predetermined parenting plan!

My initial public exposure to the gospel was at a Vacation Bible School at this church house more than fifty-five years ago.

By the time I was eight years old, the permanence of the tapestry of the tabernacle , became the healing ground that ain’t no thing but fair to the all of me in Tennessee.

Did you notice I said the church house was in walking distance of our home?

to be continued at Key Word Bible Studies.