Comments on: What I Remember about Church, When I was a Kid

By: Trey Morgan

Trey Morgan — Thu, 20 May 2010 16:21:23 +0000

Jack Phillips and his rubber band … ouch!

By: Trina

Trina — Thu, 20 May 2010 16:09:52 +0000

I remember that rubber band too!! Funny how all those memories come out once you “unlock” a few of them!!

By: What Trey -and several others- Remeber About Growing Up in Church « Average: More or Less

Tue, 18 May 2010 16:36:43 +0000

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By: Trey Morgan

Trey Morgan — Tue, 18 May 2010 02:01:19 +0000

Thank you Tiff. You made my day.

By: Tiffany

Tiffany — Mon, 17 May 2010 20:37:33 +0000

-I remember every Sunday after church we would have roast. Mom said it was an easy meal to have ready when everyone is starving after church
-I remember always asking my grandmommie for sillypuddy to play with during the sermon and gum (it was always trident).
-I remember getting a bulletin just to doodle on during the sermon – I wish I still received a bulletin to follow now as it always makes you pay attention
-I remember having an awesome preacher who I can still call my friend to this day!

By: Stachia Washington

Stachia Washington — Mon, 17 May 2010 16:06:27 +0000

This Don Lacy would be between 65 & 70 now and he was orginally from Turkey.

By: Trey Morgan

Trey Morgan — Mon, 17 May 2010 16:02:45 +0000

George … welcome to the blog. I know you’ve always been a reader, but I’m glad you made a comment.

By: Trey Morgan

Trey Morgan — Mon, 17 May 2010 16:01:20 +0000

There are SO many old Tulia memories. Mr. Gatewood passed away before I moved there, but I sure enjoyed getting to know Mrs. Gatewood. I know your family will enjoy the pot roast Please tell them I said hello.

By: Trey Morgan

Trey Morgan — Mon, 17 May 2010 15:59:43 +0000

Savannah … I enjoyed your memories. It’s amazing how we remember things when we start talking about them. “Shout Savannah” made me laugh. (sorry)

By: George Morgan

George Morgan — Mon, 17 May 2010 05:54:30 +0000

Stacia,I was raised in Wichita Falls,early 30″s,please tell me the Don Lacy I knew (my age)was never a preacher.But maybe that was where a lot of preacher stories originated.HA HAGeorge M

By: Genelle Patton

Genelle Patton — Mon, 17 May 2010 03:48:40 +0000

Trey, I love this post. So many memories….my early memories are at Tulia then jr hi and hi school years at Dumas. So many wonderful people that touched my life. At Tulia, we would time Mr. Gatewood’s prayers…but now I realize how heartfelt those prayers were.
I remember going with my parents one Sunday afternoon to ‘visit’ a family that were not real faithful in their attendance. The family had a son just younger than me and he went in the living room and asked his parents if they were going to church that night….I had never thought or uttered such a question in my life. if the doors were open then we were there! I am so thankful that I had such faithful parents, grandparents and greatgrandparents. What a blessing.
Thanks for the trip down memory lane! I may surprise my family with pot roast!

By: Savannah

Savannah — Mon, 17 May 2010 00:12:17 +0000

OH OH OH!

And…how could I forget this?!

The church I went to when I was young would, as a congregation, FLAP THEIR ARMS like wings whenever we sang, “I’ll Fly Away.

[palmface]

By: Savannah

Savannah — Mon, 17 May 2010 00:10:02 +0000

Wow…at first I didn’t think I had that many memories, but then they just all started flooding in!

I’ll start with 5 from the church I went to before I was ten, and end with five from the church I began attending when I was 12. (They were VERY different experiences.)

- Being forced to wear angel wings made out of fiber glass during a Christmas play.
- My sister and I sitting behind elderly men in the service and laughing during worship at their “pillow butts.” (I was maybe 8?)
- Hating Palm Sunday because everyone in my children’s church class would sing “Shout Savannah” instead of “Shout Hosanna” during the songs.
- Singing “Friends Are Friends Forever” with the kid’s choir before my family moved.
- Being pressured to say “the sinner’s prayer” by my children’s church teacher when I was six so that I could be baptized with the rest of my class. My true conversion did not come until I was 17.

Flashforward……
- All of the leaders always came to church at least an hour early, and so their children (of which I am one) would sit in the lobby and play cards for ages. It was frowned upon by many, which is why we eventually changed B.S. to Bologna Sauce and Drug Dealer to Pixie Stick Dealer. We thought we were being clever.
- Sitting next to a boy (Oh no! Loose woman!) in the youth group session when we talked about sex and lust. That boy is now my husband…
- Piling 20 kids onto 1 couch and 1 sofa every Sunday.
- For the first year, we met in a hotel. One time, an Irish Clogging performance was happening overhead…
- Going to Souper Salad after church for like, 3 years in a row. Blaaaah.

Ahhh, church kids.

By: Adam Gonnerman

Adam Gonnerman — Sat, 15 May 2010 15:35:09 +0000

My wife and I got married in Brazil (she’s Brazilian) and we went on our honeymoon in a town where there was no Church of Christ. We had a church service (complete with communion) for just the two of us. Avoided the whole embarrassment issue….

By: Beth

Beth — Sat, 15 May 2010 07:29:34 +0000

It took me a long time to understand that work that Tuffy always prayed, “Tryin’tothankyou”.

By: Peter Pollock

Peter Pollock — Sat, 15 May 2010 05:35:27 +0000

Trey, I’m going to write one day about your accent.

Possibly even this Sunday.

Jennie, Thanks for the kind words! I don’t remember you ever faking being ill to miss church?

By: Mary Craig

Mary Craig — Fri, 14 May 2010 23:53:51 +0000

1. I remember my dad would sometimes lead the singing. I always got a giggle when he would pick a song that was a little too high for his bass voice.
2. The food! If any of you ever go to services at the church in Childress, go when they are having a luncheon afterward. The folks there definitely know how to cook.
3. VBS was always special to me. I enjoyed going as a kid (especially for cookies and kool-aid) and also when I got to help teach.
4. I also remember that big beautiful tree out front and how the kids would go play around it after services.

By: Shane McLoud

Shane McLoud — Fri, 14 May 2010 20:05:16 +0000

I think you’re right it was Lawrence Ratton. Jack always had a rubber band in his hand and would pop us boys on the leg with it.

By: Jeanne M.

Jeanne M. — Fri, 14 May 2010 19:55:46 +0000

Trey, just realized the picture of the boy in the pew looks like my grandson, Trey, (Lisa L.’s brother) when he was about that age – grown now, and on his own in Brooklyn, NY. And yes, he is a III.

By: SUE T.

SUE T. — Fri, 14 May 2010 19:54:37 +0000

After reading all of these remarks, I’m thinking this would be great in a book. Hope someone will follow my suggestion. Love all these remarks, which reminds me of a couple of funny happenings. Growing up, I visisted an aunt, uncle and cousins quite often. They lived on a farm between Quitaque and Turkey, Tx. My uncle led singing @ church. ALWAYS they made preparation every Saturday for Sunday. My aunt cooked the most wonderful meals, either roast or fried chicken and all the trimmings. They had a visiting preacher every Sunday that spent Sunday afternoons with them. Many of their friends were invited.
We ate, sang gospel music, & visited all afternoon. This was a day devoted to worshipping God and fellowship, and that was ALL you ever did on Sunday. One of those Sunday mornings, before church, my uncle announced he was going to gather the eggs. In astonishment, I asked “do the chickens lay eggs on Sunday?” Needless to say, I am still teased about this.
Also, lots of cute things happened teaching bible classes to the little ones. One of the little boys repeating his memory verse from Psalms announced it was from ‘Possums.’ His initials are M.T.
He probably would say, “I don’t remember that.” I think we all can identify from so many of these comments. Love them!