This Photo was taken in Paragould, Ark. some time in the 30's
The pastors were sis. Mount and Sis. Hollensworth. They would pick up children from the cotton fields and take them to Sunday School and in the summer VBS. My mom and dad were among those kids and they received the Lord in that little old church.
After they passed, stories came out in the local paper of how these two precious ladies would have rummage sales every Saturday down town. They had tabs and a little resturant, rummage clothes in the back of the church, a tab at the local gas station. During the depression when families would come through looking for work, broke out of gas. They would send them to the resturant, make sure the family had some clothes and send them to the gas station for some gas.
They would then sell rummage to pay the tabs. WOW, I get overwhelmed just thinking about these dear ladies and the impact they had on my parents and ultimately my life. It is indeed a great heritage.
BTW they built that little church our of scrap lumber nailed flattened cans on the lumber and covered it with that old Tar siding.

You cannot effectively love and minister to others when you are obsessed with protecting
and preserving yourself.