Rewarding day at Rock of Ages Baptist Churchcomment (0)
July 11, 2002
By Betty Baggott
Saturday morning a friend and I journeyed to the Rock of Ages Baptist Church.
For those living in this area Rock of Ages is known for its evangelistic outreach and friendly people. D’Lenell Finley Sr. is the pastor and loved greatly by his members.
To get to the church, one is afforded the privilege of enjoying the beauty of back roads and delightful scenery. Once you leave the expressway there is a feeling of peace, found only in the newness of the early morning hours and what seems to be untouched land, manicured in splendor. God’s touch is evident.
I had tried to be a part of this ladies group for some time.
Doris Burks, director of education, was persistent in her invitations, and I’m glad. A free Saturday afforded me this choice opportunity.
Certainly, Suzanne and I had not planned on the tasty food.
Not since high school days and breakfast at my table in Augusta, Ga., had I enjoyed fried salmon at this time of day.
My memory bank captured again the tantalizing scent as I would make my way down the stairs.
Salmon was not an every day thing before school, so we scrambled for the last piece. My sister always won.
It was not just the salmon but the whole table, adorned with such love.
What did I learn about God at Rock of Ages?
His people each use their talents to make for a great day. Not only the food but the decorations and a fellowship hall full of ladies reminded me that there is no place I had rather be than in the presence of churchgoing folks who love the Lord.
To simply relate about the constant power of God was a joy. Talking about it is not the power of positive thinking but the power of a positive life that people want to see today.
Looking around the room there was the reminder of many people who are striving hard to utilize God’s power. A church is useless without this power. The ladies at Rock of Ages seem to want to make a difference.
What did I learn about music?
By the time my spot on the program came I was indeed ready. Never have I heard a piano that could talk.
Singing that expressed feelings of the heart. I was tempted just to say, “We have praised the Lord, now let’s all go home.”
What did I learn about the church building?
To keep the Lord’s house in good shape speaks well of a congregation. The sanctuary, fellowship hall, rest rooms, etc., — every corner pointed toward people who care about the appearance of their building.
Now, don’t think I pretend to be a building inspector, but when the “caring touch” appears everywhere it is hard not to notice. Rock of Ages gets an A-plus.
It reminds me of the time my late husband, Bob, and I visited with a pulpit committee. Having visited three of the members’ homes on that weekend I could not believe their mansions.
Then came the time to visit the pastorium. After being shocked with the condition of the house I complied with their questions as to what I thought.
Of course Bob gave me the signal that it was all right to express myself. I did.
We did not go to that church. You can tell a lot about a church by the way they treat the pastor and family. A decent place to live is a great beginning.
Back to Rock of Ages. I do not know when I have enjoyed a day more.
I was blessed by the fact that the preacher stayed all the way through my talk, which took endurance.
I am looking forward to visiting with this spirit-filled church again. I learned a lot. They touched my life.