Not to be forgotten are the many Spirit-filled messages preached by the old veteran ministers in this tabernacle and the effects of the preaching on both the sinner and the saint.

Brother Robbins never failed to warn sinners to flee from the "wrath to come." In powerful and descriptive manner he declared: "There are harebrained skeptics today who say, 'Let someone rise from the dead and we will believe.' You hypocrite! If you do not hear God's Word and take it at face value, a thousand could rise from the dead and you would still be an unbeliever on your road to hell –and in hell you will hear nothing but wailing and gnashing of teeth."

Brother Rodman, an expounder of faith, many times rehearsed Abraham's venture of faith into a strange land that he knew not. When reading those sacred words: "They went forth to go into the land of Canaan; and into the land of Canaan they came," Brother Rodman would say, "I like the swing of those words. They demonstrate real faith."

Brother Clasper, our faithful Scottish preacher, knew how to give words of encouragement to the one in trial and suffering, and exhorting souls to "endure hardness as a good soldier."

Old-timers can well remember the days when my mother, the late Overseer, Florence L. Crawford, proclaimed the Word of God. With authority and power she declared the Truth in all its fullness. Many a person who came on the grounds to see its beauty or to hear the music, found himself trembling under pungent conviction by the time she finished her message. It seemed that a special anointing rested upon her preaching when she taught on the subject of consecration. In fancy we can see her standing, Bible in hand, reading with depth of feeling and meaning the words found in Hebrews 10:7: "Lo, I come ... to do thy will, O God." She emphasized the fact that consecrating to the will of God is a stepping stone to everything we desire, the way to obtain deeper spiritual experiences and power for service.

Mother loved to listen to the sacred music presented by the dedicated musicians and singers. But she, herself, loved to sing God's praises. If it were possible to tune in on the past, we would hear her mellow voice, accompanied with her daughter's, singing: "In the Garden," "Sweet Hour of Prayer," or "The Heart's Cry" which she composed and sometimes sang alone.