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FROM THE BIOGRAPHICAL HISTORY OF PRIMITIVE OR OLD SCHOOL BAPTIST MINISTERS BY DAVID MONTGOMERY AND MARK GREEN:
ELDER LOYCE M. FULLER
I was born on March 9, 1931, to Curtis E. and Flossie M. (Holladay) Fuller,about a thousand yards west of Mud Creek Church, located in Carroll County, Tenn. I am the middle of three boys. My first notice of the church came when I was very young. I remember Elder R.E. Maughmer preaching at Mud Creek Church on the salvation by the grace of God and I thought, if I could just feel to be a part of that all my worries would be over, but I was much too mean a boy for God to love me.
When I was thirteen years old we lost our father in a train accident in Bruceton,Tenn. switchyard where he worked. After that I went to work in a garage with myuncle, James H. Holladay, who is presently a deacon in Mud Creek Church and towhom I owe much for looking out for a hardheaded kid of fourteen.
I was drafted into the United States Marine Corp on Dec. 6, 1951, and served two years during the Korean conflict and came hack home without a scratch and I'm thankful to God for this blessing. After I was discharged I ran from the church for many years. I married Miss Marjorie Wilks on Dec. 3, 1951, (the best thing I ever did) and she joined Mud Creek Church on Sat. before the fourth weekend in Oct. 1968. I thought I would join on the following Sunday morning but I made it through without joining and I thought, "Well, you have it made now. You have a good excuse to go to church and help the church without becoming a member."
This lasted till the following Sept. 28th when I left my seat to go outside but instead I went down the aisle to Elder T.L. Webb, Jr. and asked for a home in the
church, feeling surely they would turn such as I down, but they didn't. As Elder T.L. Webb, Jr. led me down into the water at Carroll Lake these thoughts came to me, "You are a deceiver and should not be allowed to join." But after being raised up from the water how different the people on the bank looked. I realize now that it was I who had changed, from being disobedient to obedient and I must confess it is a good feeling.
The following Sunday morning Elder Grady Eugene Camp invited me into the stand and I felt that I made a poor effort. I told my wife as we went home that this would not happen again but there was more fear in refusing than there was in trying to make the effort to speak. On Dec. 12, 1970, Mud Creek Church called for my ordination, since that time I have been trying to speak each weekend in the Lord's precious name. I must confess that I enjoy preaching when the heavenly Father is pleased to visit with His spirit. So if I am a God-called minister to preach Christ then the Primitive Baptists are the judges and I believe they are the best qualified when they use the measuring rod to judge my case. |
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