C.W. Post believed Post City, the town he founded here on the edge of the Llano Estacado, would be a utopian city. This weekend, it is. The town is filled with people, both homecomers and newcomers, all bustling around with smiles on their faces as they enjoy the best of the best of small town America.
I have long contended that there is something extraordinary about Post, and I’ve wondered if that has everything to do with its origins. This is a good time to reflect on such things, as Post celebrates the 100th anniversary of its founding.
When we decided to come back to Post to build Ragtown Gospel Theater, it had more to do with the people in Post than the location. It is a town of people who respond to an idea…even an audacious one… with, “What can I do to help?” And mean it.
When you are facing the odds most bankers were giving a $2 million live performance Christian theater on the outskirts of a rural West Texas town, you’d better surround yourself with people who already know how to believe in a vision.
The people who came out here to settle the last Texas frontier were doing precisely that. They staked everything on the dream of an eccentric millionaire from Battle Creek, Michigan. They embraced his vision and threw in to help make it a reality. That is C.W. Post’s legacy.
It is the remnant of that attitude that spawned the O.S. Steer Roping and Art Show, which brought thousands of people to Post from all over the world. Old Mill Trade Days grew from another audacious idea, and tens of thousands of shoppers later there are still descendants of some of those 1907 families rolling up their sleeves to lend a hand. Take a look at Post’s Main Street and its variety of charming stores. Then there are the theaters and museums. None of that just happened by accident.
Some towns, like Fredricksburg, capitalize on their ethnic heritage. Post City’s heritage is vision. People with grand ideas and determination are drawn here, and immediately find themselves at home.
Our mother’s favorite verse of scripture was Hebrews 11:1
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Looking at that scripture it occurs to me that Post City must indeed be a city of faith. This weekend the evidence is being seen. I’ve never been prouder of my home town.