


First Baptist is a lot different now. Perhaps I shouldn't say "now", because I am not there now. I was essentially the pastor from 1980 until 2005. We moved away from that complete spontaneity. We became traditional in some ways, but we never completely lost our sense of worship. Part of this was that God had blessed us with wonderful musicians all through this period. When one "indispensable musician" left, another appeared. We always had good music. The style might change, but the worship was real. We also always had creative people in arts -- and later in Computer arts; we had dance (in the early days before the death of Becky Schoultz); and drama. I loved our worship right up until the day I left. I miss it still.
The picture is of Ken and Clay being prayed for before leaving on the missionary trip discussed in my last post. I can't identify all of the people, but the one on the left is Larry Clark, two unidentified, then Ken, Clay, Wallie Gray and Ed Dubois.
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