A Wednesday Hello to you from
Home Haven
as we revisit the Wild West in Wichita, Kansas at the Old Cowtown Museum.
Walking about the grounds is always a pleasure for me because there are no automobiles to be concerned about while walking across the streets and viewing the authentic buildings or homes.
As we entered the First Presbyterian Church a recording of people singing a Christian Hymn was playing. Sitting in the front pew was a mature couple singing along while holding hymnals.
This particular Church would have been considered a nice one in the wild west because of the beautiful wooden pews positioned inside this fine structure that had windows, lighting, printed hymnals, a pastorial lectern, a piano AND organ. Not to mention the Minister and a pleasant Congregation ready to hear a godly message and have fellowship with like minded people.
Though the west was wild, there were also fine people who desired to be civilized and cultured in their community.
I have often thought about what kind of life I would have had or cultivated if I had been a patron at that time. What would I have worn? Would I have had my own Bible to carry to Church or read at Home? Would I have even known how to read? Would I have had a place to call Home and be blessed with a Husband, Children and furniture in my home? How's about dishes, a bed and a sink? Would I have had food in my pantry or extra clothing and shoes to wear? Money in the Bank or socked away elsewhere? Would we have visited with one another and shared recipes or broke bread together? How would you have lived???
Please join me as we tour the inside of this old Presbyterian Church.










Enjoy our visits and appreciate your presence. Hope you have a pleasant day this exciting Wild West Wednesday!
Psalm 119:35 Make me to go in the path of thy commandments; for therein do I delight.
Psalm 119:105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
Have a Blessed Life,
~Deanna~
9 comments:
Dear Blogging Friend,
May God richly bless you where ever you live. Thank you for visiting the Wild West with me.
d
Wonderful story and thought piece. The pictures are so simple but yet powerful. I guess for me I would have worshiped in the church that the family I was born into did. Yes I think that is the usual way we come to our faith environment. I have studied all religions, to some instinct, and I am one of those cradle to grave Catholics. I believe that each one must find their own way to God.
QMM
Goodness, what a lovely church! I want some of those lamps for my house! :) I've been to Wichita, KS on a business trip, but I had no idea there was this museum. What a lovely visit.
HI D!!!!
Oh that is an awesome post!!!!
I love that old west church and the pics you snapped were wonderful!!! I love the old flame burning lanturns!!!!
Great shot!!!!
hugs,
jamie
Hi Deanna! Oh, what a lovely visit to this olden church. I too wonder who sat in those pews, how their lives were. Now I would have been all over that old upright piano! When we took a family reunion trip in May to Alabama, we found an old church and all went in. I played the piano and we all sang old hymns! What a sweet memory.
Be a sweetie,
shelia;)
Great pictures -- thanks for taking us to church in the Wild West today!
Hi Deanna, Since I live in a suburb of Wichita I have been there to Cow Town,...but it has been many, many years ago. Your post makes me want to go again. ((smile))
Linda @ Truthful Tidbits
Thanks for the tour of the church in the Wild West. I once played piano in a church that looked alot like that, only in California. That was many years ago.
This is just beautiful, Deanna, as are the photos...it would be a blessing to enter an old church like that, and to sing to a hymn...and an organ, you sure don't see many of those in the younger church congregations...now its guitars and drums. I'm sure the west was wild, but you're right...there are peace loving, Christian people everywhere, even in those days and in Kansas. My dad loved Wichita, but don't remember why. This was a great post...I really enjoyed it all!
God bless,
Mary
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