No. 13,974
Today, my father, brother, and I drove down into “the country,” that part of rural Washington County, Ark., which produced several generations of the Dockery and Bradley families. After stopping for a brief visit with my dad’s sister, Aunt Mary Louise, we made our way up the hill to the Black Oak church of Christ and cemetery.
This is special ground to the Dockery family. My great-great-great grandfather, James Jefferson Dockery, donated the land for the church building and the cemetery in the 1800s. He and his wife Rebecca are both buried in the church cemetery, as are my own grandfather and grandmother, George and Zelen Dockery.
The church has been meeting continuously here since 1884, as its sign proudly proclaims. Grandpa George, Dad, and I have all preached there before. My brother, who is the youth minister at the Farmington church of Christ, takes his teenagers there once a month to conduct the worship services.
After visiting Black Oak, we also visited Sunset Cemetery and the Terry Cemetery, where other members of our family are buried.
It was a good day, and a poignant one.
It was a good day, and a poignant one.
But we do not want you to be uninformed, brothers, about those who are asleep, that you may not grieve as others do who have no hope.For since we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so,through Jesus, God will bring with him those who have fallen asleep.(1 Thessalonians 4.13-14/ESV)
1 comment:
Jarrod,
Greetings from Oregon!
Two days ago I was in Winslow with my brother and my 87-year-old father, Oran Parrish. We made it as far as the Park Cemetery to see my grandparent's grave, but Dad wanted to spend so much time there that we never made it to the Black Oak Church of Christ, where my dad attended his whole young life until he shipped out for WWII. If you have any pictures of this building and area, please! I would love to see them; and to converse with you; sounds like we have some shared heritage.
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