Happy Friday! This Thursday Doors I’m sharing a couple churches in Dwight, Kansas where we found yet more quilt blocks. I won’t elaborate it in too many words being a day late to enter my post. Unexpected drive yesterday to the hospital with the hubster put things in a slight disarray–but happy to say I think we’re getting back on course around here.
Double blue doors and another side storm door. Appears additions were made at intervals and I have to wonder if it was always a church. No I couldn’t find information on this one at all.
And apparently we neglected to get a sign photo of this one completely.
What more could you ask for? A Mustang convertible, sunny day, and front door parking at church?! This is how we roll in Rural Missouri! Don’t get too worked up, it was on a Saturday. 😉 Now, if only I could revisit and see the inside of the door trio. Maybe next time we’re in Paris, Missouri, population 1,220. It’s located north of Mexico, Missouri, in the Northeastern part of the state and was settled in 1831. More photos from this sleepy town next week.
in which my great great grandfather was a charter member,
and past this farm,
you’ll come to Mt. Olive Baptist Church. It was here that my grandfather was ordained as a minister in 1886. He was 39 years of age at the time and served as a pastor here 2 different times. The Versailles Statesman published that as of 1927, he’d married 125 couples, as well as conducted 225 funerals. I wonder how there could have survived all these years 2 Baptist churches so close to each other. This one was originally a log school house but burned and was rebuilt by 1914. It sure wasn’t a good-paying occupation as in 1912 the salary was $100.00 per year, payed by the quarter. No wonder they had to farm as well as be pretty much indispensable for weddings and funerals, prayer meetings, Sunday School, Sunday services and don’t forget the Revivals and Camp Meetings. Not to mention offering various sorts of family counseling for the sick or homebound, marriage counseling, excessive alcohol consumption or treatment of family or neighbors — some of these you certainly didn’t discuss in those days. Such a full time job for so little. As you ponder these things, I hope you’ll enjoy the rest of the photos we took as we wandered around the church yard.
From my first Thursday Doors post of 2018, this was the Readers Favorite of the year. These stone houses are pretty common around the state of Missouri. Maybe I will feature some more in the coming year?
FaceBook followers ‘liked’ Broadway and Ohio post the most. This church must resonate with our local hometown folks and with good reason. It has been a comforting fixture for the last 133 years.
Instagram victory went to the Southwestern Pettis County entry. Who doesn’t love a barn in a setting like this? Makes me homesick everytime I look at it, but in a good way. Thankful that I’m not in a town that’s too big for me to escape once in awhile for a good old-fashioned country drive.
Special thanks to our Thursday Doors aficionado for all the encouragement through the year. As he takes a small, much deserved break until January, I’ll be stocking up on doors for your viewing enjoyment. As always, thanks to you all for reading, liking, browsing and sharing your thoughts through comments.
This past Sunday’s Drive took us through our neighboring county, Morgan County, Missouri. The idea of catching some great doors often hinges (no pun intended) on whether you might get threatened with a double barrel when pointing your camera at someone’s property. I’m still trying to educate my fellow rural Missourians on the world of blogging and our love of scenery. Doors included.
You can see there are a good amount of native trees surrounding the church. Literally surrounding it—as well as Virginia Creeper climbing its siding. Some are allergic to this vegetation, so leave it be.
Full Door View with lights intact, barely.
Side facing cemetary is fairly tidy.
Not a lot to say about this church as its website is non-operational when I click on it. But the church is listed as a member of the Lamine Baptist Association. So it is under care of a sort. The size of the cemetary suggests it certainly had a vigorous past that dated back to the mid 1800’s.
Opposite side walkway
A later addition to the back
Side door with top screen detached.
The hubby is braver than me on this occasion.
He took a picture of the interior and I could have shared it, but I made an executive decision to leave it out of this post. Would your conscious bother you?
When I looked up, I had already made a mental decision.
I’ve kind of held off on sharing this gem for Thursday Doors for a few weeks. It’s a work of art and my fellow Doors enthusiasts will be at least slightly amused at my take on it this week.
I only wish I’d been looking at the detailed information just a little bit more as there’s no way to return to find it now. The Missouri State Fair 2017 is long gone.
There’s a whole page of details in the top right of this pic. I was so focused on the flash reflecting in many of my shots that I neglected to capture the entrant’s story behind this lovely cathedral in miniature.
Some of it did ‘make it’ though and so if you care to read what was captured, you can get a fairly good idea of the main story for the piece.
Anyway, this is my entry for Thursday Doors and I hope you enjoyed and appreciate the time it took for the creator to complete this scrollwork cathedral — 3 months.
This week, share a photograph that signifies transitions and change to you. It can be the very beginning of a phase, or the very end. As you pick up your lens, explore the ways in which a single photograph can express time, while only showing us a small portion of any given moment.
I’m choosing a recent moment from this past weekend at my neice’s wedding. All eyes are upon you at that transitional moment in time where you become The Mr. and Mrs.
Back to Windsor, Missouri this Thursday. Known as the Crossroad where the Katy Trail and the Rock Island Trail intersect. Protocol took over as I did a Drive-by ‘shoot’ with cell phone camera.
Ceremoniously decorated for the upcoming Christmas season in this early December version of the First Christian Church’s doors. I haven’t been inside, but maybe I’ll check it out on another day….
I love the little side doors to churches. They often have such subtle details. Those side doors come in handy when I want to avoid all the social stuff. Slipping in unnoticed is my style. Or at least I try.
And without doubt I am loving the home in the background. That door and porch with the balcony look like a good spot to sip some lemonade come summer.
Thursday Doors post is a couple ‘hours’ late this week. Been enjoying my Christmas break so-o-o-o much and so I’ll be keeping it short and sweet in the grand scheme of blog posts this last post of 2016.
The Doors we entered Christmas Eve.
The end of a beautiful service and to another year.
Only in the darkness can you see the stars.» ― Martin Luther King Jr.