Life's Like That

Happy Birthday First Baptist Church

by Jerry Bullock

Happy Anniversary, First Baptist Church, San Marcos; this week FBC will begin a year- long celebration of its 150th year of service in this community. When the small group of worshipers first gathered to form the nucleus of this church, Texas, as a state, was only twelve years old, having become the 28th state in 1845. Far away in India the British Lion was about to lose its grip on the Indian continent. In the United States the Union was falling apart. West of the Blanco was still largely open country just beginning to open for settlement. Many of the churches in this region have or will shortly celebrate their sesquicentennial. Martindale Baptist Church will reach 150 in 2008. Protestant Christianity came to Texas with Austin's Anglo settlers. The first recorded Protestant service was held at Pecan Point in 1816. William Stevenson was the minister. A Methodist, he laid the groundwork for the establishment of a permanent work in what would later become Red River County. They were, of course, breaking the law being in Texas but, in their defense, they honestly thought they were in Arkansas.

The Impresarios who brought colonists under the authority of Mexican Patents such as Stephen Austin, Edward Hayden, and others agreed that colonist brought under their contract would become Catholic. To practice Protestant religion was forbidden by law. It seems to have come as a surprise to the authorities that most brought their church with them, becoming Catholic in form but not in substance. Austin once said he "would rather have three horse thieves come to Texas than one preacher. He could hang the horse thieves."

One hundred fifty years is a long time relative to our lives. Since the founding of FBC over seven generations have joined in worship. But to put the time into some perspective, on any given Sunday four generations can be seen still part of the church. Only twenty-one years had passed since the Alamo battle was fought and Texas independence had been won at San Jacinto. The church was only four years old when the American Civil War began and Texas was under a new flag.

When I was a child, a year seemed like a long time. As I have gotten older I have come to realize how very short a year actually is. First Baptist Church starts this next fifty years in beautiful new facilities with an exceptional pastor and staff and some of the most loving and giving people I have ever known.

In the early days of Texas when my Uncle Nathan rode his Baptist circuit in the Concho River Valley, there were very few churches. He planted about thirty in his year of ministry. Going visiting meant a long horseback or buggy ride. On one occasion he came upon a newly built half dugout (a hole in the ground with a roof on it; my dad was born in one). In the yard a little girl was playing.

"Where did you folk come from?" he asked.

"Tennessee," she replied.

"Have you been to church since you came to Texas?" the Reverend asked. "No sir," she said, sadly looking down at her shoes." She continued, "Mama says God ain't got to Texas yet and she is not sure he is coming."

God came … was here all the time. Great churches came too. Visit the First Baptist San Marcos in its new home on McCarty Lane (and Hunter Road)