On Sunday morning, we sang the hymn “Heaven Came Down and Glory Filled My Soul” in worship. My wife Rita and I glanced at each other and exchanged smiles. When I was a student pastor in Texas, the church where we worshipped on weekends loved this song. We were not familiar with it when we first went there and Rita, who was the pianist (of course), had to get the hang of it. Once she did, they wanted to sing it every Sunday. Sunday afternoon Rita asked, “I wonder if that that church is still there?” I went to the Baptist General Convention of Texas website and did a search, but the name of the church did not come up. I began to speculate about what might have happened. Perhaps the church just closed its doors. They were small 50 years ago and only had a few families. Maybe they could no longer support the church. Another possibility is that they had gone independent or joined a more conservative Baptist group and no longer identified...
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