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July 5 We Will Serve the Lord

The Roger Lee Oldham Family – Easter 1958
Langdale Baptist Church, Langdale, Alabama

           Mom and Dad; committed servants, precious parents, diligent workers – and human instruments.  God chose the two of them in 1947, to become the parents of Karen(1949), Ritchie(1951), Mahala(1952), and Sing(1955).  Mom and Dad had one desire for the four of us.  That we would “love the Lord God with all our heart, soul, and mind (Matthew 22:37).  From these young beginnings, each of us came to understand our need for a Savior, and have daily chosen to walk in His paths. 
          When Joshua challenged the children of Israel to “choose this day whom ye will serve”, those parents of old had to make a decision.  The decision wasn’t an easy one then, and isn’t always an easy one today.  However, the personal sacrifices are always worth the effort.
          Having visited Langdale so recently,  I am reminded that my parents, though imperfect vessels, had a perfect desire and prayer for each of their children. God honored that desire.  Today I reflect  upon the past, and I thank God for my future, because of the choices of my parents; Roger and Glendora Oldham.


July 3 Down Memory Lane

Langdale Baptist Church 1957-58, Valley, Alabama – now named Valley First Baptist Church

Cherub Choir, Langdale Baptist Church 1957

            As my husband and I drove across Alabama recently, I realized that we would be going through Valley,Alabama, formerly an area called Langdale.  It was there that I attended kindergarten, first and second grade.  My dad was the minister of music and education at the Langdale Baptist Church, now called First Baptist Church, Valley.  What a precious thing it is to discover that for all the changes in the valley during these past 50 plus years, many things have remained the same.  Houses I lived in, the kindergarten building, the elementary school, and the church, still stand.  This church holds many precious memories for me, and significant milestones on my life journey.  It was here that my dad led many choirs and I was in the “cherub choir” (for kindergarteners), here that I remember looking across the valley and seeing the life size Nativity each Christmas (still being displayed), here that my second grade teacher, Miss Hooten, sang in the adult choir, and here that I was baptized as a young Christian.  My Christian life began in this church and has continued to grow from those small beginnings. As we drove through the town, landmarks and memories rushed to my mind and I realized just how precious the memories of days gone by have become to my heart.

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