In The Master's Service

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OUR LITTLE TRIP

Elder T. L. Webb, Sr. (deceased) "From the book "Little Things"

In company with my precious brother and yokefellow in the gospel, Elder John R. Harris, we turned out backs upon our hmes and loved ones Thursday morning about 4 o'clock for the Beaumont meeting, Friday, Saturday and third Sunday. We arrived at Jasper, Texas, in time to rest a few moments at the good home of our dear old-time friends, Brother and Sister G. L. Smith, and then had services at a schoolhouse near this place, where we met a fine congregation and enjoyed a splendid service. We arrived in Beaumont Friday morning and the dear saints were gathering into the beautiful little church; and, to let you know how happy I was on our arrival there, about the first one I saw was my own precious sister in the flesh, Mrs. Sallie Pace, who was coming towards me with outstretched arms and in praises to God for blessing us to meet once more in this land of partings. Her daughter and family were also with us on Sunday. So you can imagine my joy, both naturally and spiritually, from the very beginning of this wonderful meeting, which closed Sunday amidst shouts of praise to heaven's King. We had three services each day, and as the natural food was served at the church, most of the time during the three days was spent singing, preaching, praying and talking about the goodness and mercy of God. Surely the dear Lord heard the cries of His dear people on this occasion and poured out His blessings upon them, and recognized the faithful labors of the little church at that place, together with their humble and highly esteemed pastor. Elder W. L. Culpepper, as well as the good deacons, who seem to be wide awake to their duty and who are not afraid to get up and talk and tell the brethren their duty. This is what we need everywhere, more talking deacons and then more doing among the laity, if we expect God to own and bless our meetings and prosper our churches. It is humiliating to have to confess that our dear people in some places are on the drag, but, thank the Lord, it is not that way everywhere.

In conclusion, I must say that the communion and feet washing service Sunday was indeed expressive of wonderful love and sweet fellowship. Elder Ward, of Houston, was with us on Sunday, and it was announced that he would preach in the afternoon, but on account of having an appointment at Logansport that night we did not get to hear him. We reached the appointment on time, met a large crowd and Brother Harris preached a good sermon. Elder Puckett, the pastor of the church at this place, was with us Sunday night. After driving 938 miles on the trip, we arrived home Monday at 12 o'clock and found all well; and as we now look back to the good meeting and think of those precious saints who so kindly cared for us in their homes and in every wasy, we feel that we have more to be thankful for than we can ever express.