| The Preacher’s Corner By Rev. Dr. Milton Winter Steeples can be targets for weather Last
week I talked about an explosion in my childhood church and how little
children can be very disturbed when something happens to their church.
I certainly was. Many’s the time after we
re-occupied the church building that I would study the plaster patch on
the wall between our Sunday school room and the room where the old
furnace that blew up used to be. Holly Springs
has had its share of church disasters, though never a complete church
destruction that I know about. James J. Selby (1773-1856)(Paul Calame’s
great-great-great-grandfather) noted in his daily log of events, August
11, 1843) that “The Baptist Church was struck by lightning and
dreadfully injured.” A fire in 1849 also struck the Baptist Church and
other nearby buildings. Then in the 20th century the steeple of Christ
Episcopal Church was struck by lightning and Mayor E. H. Crump of
Memphis who happened to be in town visiting his mother called the
Memphis Fire Department to come out and assist. Mayor Crump was on hand
to personally direct the firefighting activities. The fire consumed the
steeple, but the church was saved. A tornado
down in the Delta bent a cross on our church steeple to a 45-degree
angle. I sort of wanted to leave it that way as a reminder of God in a
world where there is so much we cannot control. In
a more eerie encounter the Rev. Elmer Boykin of Christ Church told me
of a windstorm that detached a small cross from the side of the
octagonal church tower and sent it spiraling to earth, where it speared
into the ground just inches from where Mr. Boykin was walking! Lightning
struck the Methodist Church steeple too, not so long ago, and our
church was struck by lightning soon after I moved here. The lesson to
be drawn is that towers and steeples are architecturally striking, and
also seem to be targets for the weather. We must
remember that the “church is the people” not the building where they
worship, but it is always sad when a piece of history goes up in flames. I
saw the ruins of a church in Philadelphia, Penn., which had burned to
the ground on Christmas Eve. They forgot to extinguish the altar
candles, and after everyone had gone home from the midnight service,
the candles had caught the curtains behind the altar on fire. The
flames quickly spread and soon only the stone walls were left. Several
times I have walked over to our church on Sunday afternoon when I could
not remember seeing the acolyte extinguish those candles. But
perhaps the most lasting testament to a past disaster can be seen at
the Presbyterian Church in Leland. The 1927 Mississippi River Flood
left that church under fifteen feet of water, and when the flood
receded the old frame structure had to be demolished. When
you drive by you are struck by how unusually high the present church
stands above the ground. When they built it, they wanted to be sure it
never flooded again.
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