A Spadra Creek Baptism
I have heard that Grandpa Middleton was not always a man of God. In his earlier years, he did not go to church at all. I understand he used to go to moving picture shows and that he loved westerns. Someone said he had a high temper and a short fuse. Maybe he was known to drink alcohol or enjoy tobacco, although I cannot imagine that being the case. How I wish I had listened to how he came to God. Was it at an old brush arbor meeting? Did he kneel at the altar of some church camp ground? Or did he finally succumb to his Mother's pleading and walk through the doors of a local church? However and whenever this salvation took place, it was long before I was born. I only remember Grandpa as a prayer warrior and a mighty man of God. Grandpa was small in stature but stood so tall in the eyes of God. He prayed aloud and long. And God listened. If you were at his house at bedtime you knelt beside the bed, a chair, the sofa, the piano bench...