Some words about how God brought about Blanco Cowboy Church.......
It started many, many years ago in the heart of a cowgirl who had a burden for the lost and deep spiritual hunger for God.
In the spring of 1996 while visiting a cowboy church service with her family, she answered an alter call asking God to use her as His vessel to reach the lost and unchurched cowboys and cowgirls in her area with the Gospel message of Jesus Christ. During the following summer months she continued to seek God interceding for all of the cowboys and cowgirls with wounded spirits who would not go to an organized denominational Church and who would not welcome the Church to come to them.
Then on a beautiful fall morning in southeast Texas, she made a decision to stay home and go into her prayer closet and spend the day in God's Word. She watched her husband and son-in-law load their steer roping horses in the trailer and head out to a steer roping. She then declined a much cherished invitation from her daughter to go with her to a barrel race to watch her run barrels on her new horse. Instead she waved goodbye to all of them and as the dust settled on the country road she headed for the ranch house eager to spend the day in God's Word. Late that evening as the sun set in the western sky, God gave her a Vision.
God showed her a big barn cowboy church on a beautiful plot of land near a highway. There was a large covered arena and a huge parking lot with beautiful large oak trees. There were many young people on horseback, meeting at the arena to learn God's Word and learn how to be champions for
God in and out of the arena. They were being discipled and becoming disciples to lead others to Jesus. The front of the barn church had huge barn doors and she saw so many cowboys and cowgirls trying to get into the filled Church that they could not get the doors shut. Over their heads she saw people sitting on hay bales covered with colorful saddle blankets and a huge water trough sitting up front on the right side of the altar where people were lined up all the way to the back of the Church waiting their turn to be baptized by the cowboy preacher.
She saw a country western gospel band on the stage area inside the Church with a steel guitar player, drummer, two fiddle players and several other guitar players. Everyone was singing songs of praise and worship to the joyful cowboy gospel music..."making a joyful noise unto the Lord", calling down
the Glory of God... in a joyful "House of Prayer" where the Holy Spirit was always residing in the people; God confirming His presence by His signs and wonders. God showed her this place where the wounded in spirit could come as they were and find Agape Love (unconditional Love just like God loves us--with no condemnation, no judgment), a haven of Peace and comfort where people could come and be loved unconditionally and find a personal relationship with Jesus and be born again; then be discipled so they could go and bring in the lost to be saved and discipled and on and on reaching the lost. God showed her that it was a place where they felt Loved and comfortable to come as they were with mud on their boots and dust on their hats. There was a porch on the front of the barn church with big cedar posts holding it up and tie racks for their horses. There were shed rows on each side of the barn that housed the Sunday School classrooms, chuckwagon kitchen, bathrooms and Pastor's office.
God also showed her a row of bunkhouses built like an old western town and extra horse stalls built on the back side of the arena to extend hospitality to cowboys and cowgirls traveling through the area who needed a place to rest their weary bodies and tired horses before hitting the trail again. It was
a place where Jesus is Lord and His hospitality welcomes them in. On the back side of the property stood a large covered pavilion with BBQ pits and several RV hookups beside a dry creek bed. Located right in the center of the land was a gushing water well with pure, plentiful, sweet water. There was
a large parking area filled with pickups and trailers amid large oak trees. There was a highway on the front of the property with a big sign saying, "WELCOME...Jesus is Lord."
Blanco Cowboy Church was birthed on that day in 1996.
The cowgirl continued to pray and praise God, seeking out many prayer warriors to join her in praising God as they waited for God to manifest His Vision.
Three years later God brought His Vision into reality on February 3, 2000.
In April, 2003 God continued to show His Power, Glory and Faithfulness when He led the cowgirl to His plot of land with the big oak trees, the dry creek bed and the water well in the middle.
"On April 2, 2006 God brings another part of His Vision into reality as the 40' x 70' pavilion is dedicated and put into use for God's people beside the Arena. A year later a 14' x 40' addition was added as a large Children's Church with a porch. In 2015 on the northwest side of the building parking lot we built a large cedar-rail Round Pen with a large fire pit for our Youth Ministry.
At this writing the red iron cover 100' x 275' has been paid for and erected over the arena as God continues to order our steps to complete our vision of our covered arena. We are now praying and working toward raising the funds to install the sheet metal on the covered arena and complete it at this time. We joyfully give God the Praise and Glory for what He is doing at Blanco Cowboy Church and reverently remember Psalm 127:1: "Except the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it."
Matthew 9:35-38: "And Jesus went about all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues and proclaiming the good news (the Gospel) of the kingdom and curing all kinds of disease and every weakness and infirmity. When He saw the throngs, He was moved with pity and sympathy for them,
because they were bewildered (harassed and distressed and dejected and helpless), like sheep without a shepherd. Then He said to His disciples, The harvest is indeed plentiful, but the laborers are few."
We would love to have you come and join us "as the harvest is indeed plentiful, but the laborers are few."