"Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost." Acts 2:38

Joshua Hay being presented with his Baptismal Certificate by Pastor Dennis Heaton.

Tom Gray lay down on the bar room floor, Having drunk so much he could drink no more; So he fell asleep with a troubled brain, To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train. The engine with blood was red and damp, And brilliantly lit by a brimstone lamp; An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones, While the furnace rang with a thousand groans. The boiler was filled with lager beer; And the devil himself was the engineer. The passengers made such a motley crew; Church members, atheist, gentile and jew, Rich men in broadcloth and beggars in rags, Hansome young ladies and withered old hags, Yellow and black men, red, brown and white. And all chained together...a horrible sight. While the train dashed on at an awful pace, And a hot wind scorched them on hands and face Wilder and wilder the country grew, As faster and faster the engine flew; Louder and louder the thunder crashed, And brighter and brighter the lighting flashed. Hotter and hotter the air became, Till the clothes were burnt from each quivering frame. Then in the distance there rose such a yell, Ha! Ha! croaked the devil, we’re nearing hell. Then oh, how the passengers shrieked with pain, And begged of the devil to stop the train! But he capered about and sang with glee, And laughed and joked at their agony, My faithful friends, you have done my work, And the devil can never a pay day shirk. You have bullied the weak, you have robbed the poor, And a starving brother turned from your door; You have laid up gold where the canker rust, And given free vent to your fleshly lust; You have justice scorned and corruption sown, And trampled the laws of nature down; You have drank and rioted, murdered and lied, And mocked at God in your hell-born pride, You have paid full fare, so I’ll carry you thru, For its only right you should get your due; Why, the laborer always expects his hire, So I’ll land you safe in the Lake of Fire, Where your flesh shall roast in the flames that roar, And my imps torment you more and more. Then Tom awoke with an agonized cry. His clothes soaked with sweat, his hair standing high, And he prayed as he never had prayed before, To be saved from drink and the devil’s power; And his prayers and his cries were not made in vain, For he never more rode on the hell-bound train. _____________________

Come join us on Easter Sunday at 11:00 am at The Word Church for preaching, food, fun and fellowship!

This beautiful 108 year old building is getting a little face lift just before Easter. Thank you so much Dennis Sr., Dwain and Mike Hendriks for all the work that has already gone into it. And thanks to our awesome land lords, Dawn Jaeckel Drake, for being the best land lords we have ever had! Can't wait to see them finished! God is good!

Meet our newest church fundraiser. Located outside of The Word Church at 223 E 2nd st, on the Wardwell side. Sodas are only $0.75 each.

"Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer." Psalm 19:14 KJV

Don't forget to set your clocks forward tomorrow!