Welcome to Oak Lawn Community Baptist Church.
We are glad you found our developing website. We hope you find it informative.
At Oak Lawn Community Baptist Church we support people as they seek to grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.
We are an American Baptist Church in partnerships with American Baptist Churches of Rhode Island and American Baptist Churches, USA. We are ecumenically minded and seek opportunities for worship and service with other community churches.
Our church welcomes diverse families. We provide for Christian Education (Sunday School) for school aged children, as well as a nursery for pre-school children during worship services.
A very important part of our worship at Oak Lawn Community Baptist Church is through music. We have been blessed with a strong music ministry consisting of a Sanctuary Choir, Hand bell Choir, Youth Choir, two organists, and many musically talented members who readily share their gifts during the worship services throughout the year.
At the conclusion of worship every Sunday all are invited to the fellowship hall to join in conversation and refreshments.
Oak Lawn Community Baptist Church is located at 229 Wilbur Avenue in Cranston. We warmly invite you to worship with us on a Sunday morning at 9:30 am. Until then, may our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ richly bless you!
I think about her every year at this time, my mother that is. I know my sister does, too.
For years now, my sister and I have paired up with other people and brought in the New Year together. One year we went out dancing to a rocking band, other years we enjoyed dinner and a movie, a couple of times we did First Night in the cold of winter, once we went to Mohegan Sun to be among the bustling crowd, and then there’s my favorite way to bring in the New Year...hanging with a few friends at a simple house party. But, the end of the night always finished the same way, with us watching Dick Clark count down the minutes in Times Square until the ball finally dropped at midnight. And every year, wherever we were, my sister and I would call our mother who was at home and gleefully say to her, “Happy New Year, Ma!”
Those were the days my friends we thought they’d never end (ha, one of my favorite songs).
I remember the days when I would vacation with my mother and she would become the center of attention as she took to the piano and started belting out the Boogey-Woogey and other fun songs. Then came the Twilight Years. And, as my mother dealt with chronic pain she prayed that the Lord would bring her home to Glory which the Lord mercifully did.
Earl Marlatt, who was the Dean of Boston University School of Theology wrote an old hymn near the end of his tenure there when weariness was upon him and weakness, within him...when ascending Commonwealth Avenue (which isn't very steep) was becoming more and more of a chore, giving rise to the final verse:
Spirit of life, at evening time when weary feet refuse to climb, give us a vision, eyes that see beyond the dark, the dawn and thee.
Ah yes, Be Thou My Vision, says the Irish hymn.
John Killinger, in Christ and the Seasons of Ministry, tells the story of a young boy and an old man who are sitting on a dock in the late afternoon, fishing. They are talking about many things, like why sunsets are red, why the rain falls, why the seasons change, and why girls are so weird. Finally, the boy looks up at the old man (who is, at that moment, busy baiting his hook for him) and asks: "Does anybody ever see God?" To which the old man says, looking across the blue waters: "Son, it's getting so I hardly see anything else."
For me, it’s getting so as each New Year approaches I hardly see anything else.
I see others of us who are there, not here. Like my mother, my father, my brother Michael, my half sister Nancy and lots of dear friends.
And now when the ball drops, after I greet them all, I pray, “Be Thou My Vision Lord” . As the New Year Approaches, may the Lord of our hearts, be the first in our hearts, by day or by night, waking or sleeping, be our light.