
OUR MISSION
Camp Creek
is, and strives to be, a caring, supportive, loving, friendly, active
family. We are growing spiritually through Bible study, fellowship, and
outreach to our members and the community.
We are
located in Lancaster, SC.
Camp Creek was organized in 1798.
We are the
second oldest known Methodist church in upper South Carolina. We have
strived to meet the needs of our community for over 200 years. You are
invited to help us continue this great commission!
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We are handicap accessible. |
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We have audio devices for the hearing impaired. |
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We have large print hymnals. |
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A nursery is available for small children. |
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Children's Sermon to spread the news to
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SERVICE TIMES
| Worship Service |
Sunday |
09:15 am |
| Sunday School |
Sunday |
10:30 am |
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These dates/times are subject to change. Every effort will be made to
let you know about special upcoming events that may interfere with these
dates/times.
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Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in
heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make
disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of
the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey
everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the
very end of the age." - Matthew 28:18-20
CHURCH HID IN THE WEEDS
Just two little boys
walking down a dusty
lane.....
They came upon this old
white house...
with broken window panes
The paint was faded, the
shine was gone...
the grass had grown so
high....
still they made their
little feet
go see what was inside.
They opened up the
squeaky door
and then it came to
light....
This must have been an
old church house...
once upon a time .
Dirty, dusty wooden
pews...
a pulpit that still
stood...
A Bible laid upon it....
though the pages weren't
too good.
An offering plate and
song books too...
were lying on the floor.
They must have left this
old church fast...
the day they closed
these doors.
And over in the
corner...
a piano was still there.
it must have played a
pretty tune..
but I guess nobody
cared.
So little Bill looked up
to Tommy..
and Tommy looked at
Bill...
Why don't we clean this
old church up,
and get these old pews
filled?'
They took a rag and
wiped the dust...
to try and make things
shine..
And then they took the
offering plate...
and put in it their last
dime.
They took a broom and
swept the floor...
and picked up broken
glass....
They got it all so nice
and neat...
and then they mowed the
grass.
They lifted up the old
church sign...
and stood it by a
tree...
right down by that old
dirt road where everyone
could see.
They ran back home, to
find Daddy gone
but their Momma was
inside...
Just to find her hurt
again...
where Daddy had made her
cry.
'Don't cry Momma, wipe
those tears,'
Little Bill and Tommy
smiled...
'Cause! we have a big
surprise for you....
just down the road a
mile.'
Hand in hand they tugged
at her.
until they made her
run....
'What is it Bill, Oh
Tommy,
just what have you two
kids done?'
And then they came upon
the house...
once hidden by the
weeds...
and there it stood a
country church...
just like it used to be.
'But what is it, Mother?
What's with your tears?
We thought this would
bring you joy.'
'Yes, but hush kids now
and listen close...
my two sweet precious
boys.'
They both got quiet and
stood real still...
for the words they heard
so true....
was Daddy praying in the
church...
with his head bowed on
the pew.
'Forgive me Lord!
Forgive me Lord !
though I' m not worthy
of Your love...
shine down on this
sinner man.
sweet Salvation from
above.'
'For I've been out in
the world, You know..
living my life all
wrong...
until I came upon this
church;
the place where I
belong.'
'I never noticed it
before...
all those times I passed
it up..
I guess I wasn't
looking, Lord...
or maybe I was drunk.'
'Bless oh Lord, yes,
bless oh Lord..
the one who made me
see..
this little church that
used to hide...
behind all those tall
weeds.'
And then he raised his
head and stood...
with his hands high in
the air..
to find two dirty,
tear-faced boys...
with Momma standing
there.
They ran up to him,
hugged him tight..
as their tears fell on
the floor.
'Don't worry kids, I'm
not the Dad,
the one you've known
before.'
Things are different for
us now..
so keep on those pretty
smiles...
and let's go gather
people in...
to walk down these
church aisles.'
Then Bill looked up at
Tommy...
and Tommy looked at
Bill...
'Come on brother, let's
get to work...
to get these old pews
filled.'
'For we need no special
blessing...
for cleaning up this
church...
'cause, God gave us back
our Daddy...
and that's more than
gold is worth.'
Sunday morning,
pews all filled
and smiles on every
face...
Especially two little
country boys...
the ones who found this
place.
Though it was hid back
in the weeds...
and so far out of
sight...
Nothing's ever hard to
find
if you're walking toward
God's light.
1 John 1:7 we walk in
the light as He is in
the light, we have
fellowship with one
another, and the blood
of Jesus Christ
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Friends, Cathy and I are excited to be in
ministry at Camp Creek UMC. As we began this journey of
faith together, we are trusting God to lead and direct us
according to HIS precious and perfect will. This church has
a long and distinguished heritage, and we are proud to be
apart of the growth and fellowship as we more forward lead
by God. If you are looking for a Home Church, a church where
you are loved, and accepted for who you are, a church where
God's Word is preached and NEVER compromised, a church
filled with the presence of the Holy Spirit, brothers and
sisters look no more Camp Creek United Methodist Church is
where YOU ought to be. Come worship with us
each Sunday morning at 9:15 a/m, followed by a full
range of Sunday School for ALL ages at 10:30am.
Let our congregation be your congregation, as
we praise and worship God together. Blessings, Preacher Mike
Rev.Mike Catoe
Camp Creek UMC
4721 Great Falls Highway
Lancaster, SC 29720
(Church Office)
803-285-8915
(Cell)
803-417-4189
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