The Church In the Wildwood
Veering off the highway to take a country road with the promise of an old cemetery at the end is a given when traveling the back roads of Texas.Cemeteries often prove to be a lesson in history, sometimes dating back to the mid 1800's. I'm always searching for ancestor names or familiar Texas families names on headstones.
It's a bonus to find a country church as part of a cemetery...a photo shoot in the making. I never pass up looking through windows. You never know what is waiting for you through broken windows with a shaft of sunlight illuminating what was once a place of voices singing hymns.
Strains of Rock of Ages and The Old Rugged Cross immediately came to mind as I looked through the broken glass and the sunlight streaming through the window.It was as if the church pianist had just finished playing 'Abide With Me' as the congregation filed out the front door.
I had to get a better look at the open song book...expecting to see a familiar closing hymn...I was surprised when from the sunlit window the pages revealed....
Although the song was not published for many years after it was written and set to music, it was the inspiration for the 'Little Brown Church' built in the exact spot that had inspired it's author to compose the song.
After the church closed in 1888 due to an economic downturn in Bradford, the Society for the Preservation of the Little Brown Church was founded. In the 1890's the song was popularized by two evangelists as well as groups of traveling singers throughout the country in the 1920's and 30's. As the song grew in popularity, the church has become a popular tourist spot, and remains so today. Every year it attracts thousands of visitors to see or be married in the little brown church in the vale.
Old cemeteries are fascinating places. Interesting little church. I know zero about hymns and/or hymnals!
ReplyDeleteI've always been fascinated by cemeteries. I can see where an old church would be neat to see, too. Having both is definitely a historical treat.
ReplyDeleteAs kids my parents used to take us out for picnics in cemeteries so we could read all the grave stones and see who we were related to. We used to call it "grave hoppin'."
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