So close your eyes and tell me.......

All that I can remember during my many visits there is the "having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof."
Many were saved and baptised and attend churches around the country today.

Many learned to serve God and are staff members and laymen serving in churches around the country and on the mission fields of the world.
 
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Bus Workers rushing in to the church before the offering so as to avoid getting demerits.
I preached in the LCJC (juvenile detention center), and we would get to the morning service with 1-2 minutes to spare.
Sometimes, I snuck in during the prayer.
It helps that the FBC people didn't know I was in College, and had watched me stand in the Hallway for years, as an HB Reb.
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I see half frozen bus workers straggling into the late portion of the Sunday night service after being stranded most of the day on a broken down bus on the side of the highways around Chicago.
I still remember the absolute shock, the first time we missed church (My Father was the driver) in mid-Winter, baby sitting a junk heap til Vinyard or whoever he sent, got there.
I though we were all in trouble!
Turns out, only I was...at Hammond Baptist the next day.
College students bought me a cheeseburger or something.
Good times.
 
So... You would be sent out in pieces of junk and then penalized when they break down and you get to church late as a result!?
 
Bus drivers slinking into night church hoping that Danny Clubb didn't catch us driving 70 mph on the Indiana Toll Road.
 
I see HAC students spread throughout the church auditorium 45 minutes before the Wednesday evening service reading Blue Denim and Lace for a Church Ed assignment.
Decades later, I shake my head. With so many good books about the church and education, sad that Blue Denim and Lace was the curriculum, but it was HAC after all.
 
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