TAIBAN PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
Taiban Church, Forgotten and Abandoned
by Billy Gilbreath
Entering Taiban says the highway sign
With anticipation to see the historic town
Slowing my speed to avoid the passing traffic
Entered with caution on the gravel street
There the uneven ruts ended at the steps
And there it remained the famous building
The church from years past and forgotten
Taiban Presbyterian famous only for photographs
Wondering how it could survive years and years
Wind of the plains, dust and even tornadoes
God allowed it to remain and perhaps purpose
Using the metal handrail of steel curved pipe
Allowed my weakened knees and lesser grasp
To enter the now removed entrance door
Perhaps it is now used at a nearby dwelling
There inside as my steps were carefully placed
The planks once filled with pews now missing
Staring out the windows without panes
Seeing the distance where once the town
Empty and falling structures, boarded up
Could I hear Rock of Ages, Amazing Grace
Only with my imagination with closed eyes
Looking forward with visions of preacher
Only the distance through the open window
The ornate ceiling of wood survived ages
Fortunately the graffiti could not be reached.
Only the faded wall and crumbling paint
Allowed those to install the many scripts
Some inspiring, encouraging, some foolish
Pictures, with modern phones, cameras
Will continue to be placed on the cloud
But most of all emblazed on my mind
God’s purpose for the little church
Though not eternal but a reminder
Earthly things will eventually pass
My plans will remain forever, eternity.
By: Billy Gilbreath
FOR MIL'S, by Billy Gilbreath
Painting by Annalon Gilbreath
29 August/2020
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