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Ascending Pine Mountain

6/22/2012

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First there  were mountains, blue in the distance.  Through the valleys there were roads hard to travel, long and winding roads with surprises at every turn.  When we reached  the mountains to climb up to their ridges, the roads swung us to the top by  steep hairpin turns.  But it was worth every mile we climbed to take in the view  from the overlook.  Houses, little towns, and vehicles beneath us looked  tiny--cares and worries grew even smaller as the vista opened before us.
 
There is something spiritual in going up a mountain.  The gospels tell us how often Jesus went up a  mountain--to heal, to preach, to pray, to die, to ascend.
 

That Sunday we attended the Little Dove Primitive Baptist Church.  I don't know how many varieties of Baptists there are in Kentucky, but there seem to be nearly as  many different Baptist subdenominations as there are mountains to tuck them into.  Primitive Baptists call themselves that because they like to go back to the oldest Christian traditions they can find--like praying on their knees, singing a capella and washing feet.  I was raised in a church that strove  to replicate the original Christians, too.  Sometimes members of my denomination  would be stubborn--we liked to be right.  Based on some of my experiences, I might even have wondered whether any group dedicated to looking back as far as possible would stick at trifles and prefer to overlook our common ground with other Christians.  But at Little Dove, I found worship is alive with a current-day practice of the oldest Christian tradition of all--love. 
 
Men and women both shared, spontaneously taking the pulpit in turn and delivering simple songs that expressed something their walk with God had imparted to them.  The only accompaniment was the soft "Amens" the congregation added to the singing to affirm their hearts were in accord.   There was a sense that those assembled all  knew the true stories behind the songs of each singer, and that each person there was precious, each story was cherished, each song celebrated.  Had there been any hard feelings, this group had long ago found and shared God's mercy and  left them behind. 
 
The support of the community for its members was unmistakable.  The preaching was Spirit-led and kept to the point.  The need for prayer, and the faith in God's  power, was manifest.
 
I will share with you  a prayer need that was expressed in that congregation.  The coal mines in southeastern Kentucky have laid off about 600 miners this year, and members of the church stated that there was a recent announcement in the Whitesburg Mountain Eagle that 70 more jobs in Letcher County and 15 in Harlan County
would  soon be lost.  In an area of the country where jobs are scarce, these layoffs  pose a problem without an answer for many families.  A recent  article originating in Louisville, Ky, refers to "outmigration," as many  families tend to leave the area for work in other states.  Once upon a time, the  unemployed of Appalachia headed North for work in Detroit.  Those who are familiar  with Rich Mullins' story know that his grandfather, wife and children "left  Kentucky headed for Detroit and ran out of gas in Indiana."  But in the present  day,
work in Detroit is scarce, too.  Please keep Southeastern Kentucky in your prayers.  
  
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John bedwell
6/22/2012 12:33:39 pm

Loved it

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