A Little Church on Bear Creek
For generations Pleasant Springs Church has stood at the bend of Bear Creek — gathering the living, remembering the dead, and quietly bearing witness to the resurrection hope.
The place
Pinson sits on Highway 45 between Jackson and the Mississippi line, where the railroad once carried cotton, timber, and people through the small heart of West Tennessee. Surveyors named the spot for an early settler — Joel Pinson — after they discovered a six- or seven-foot mound and a spring just off what is still called Bear Creek.1 By 1834 there was a post office. By 1866 there was a town. The first churches were a Baptist meeting and, soon after, a Methodist one.
Pleasant Springs Church grew out of that Methodist root. Generations of farming families built the sanctuary, taught Sunday school in it, and were carried to rest in its cemetery just behind the building. The county records still list the property as “Pleasant Springs Methodist Church on Bear Creek.”2 The road has been widened, the pews have been replaced, the sanctuary has been renovated more than once — but the spring still runs and the church still gathers.
The cemetery we steward
Walk fifty paces past the front door and you are among the headstones. There are 481 memorials and counting at Pleasant Springs Cemetery — soldiers, mothers, infants, deacons, ordinary saints. Some stones lean. Some have weathered to the bare suggestion of a name. Every one is a person God remembers.
Caring for a country cemetery is unromantic work. Mowing. Resetting fallen markers. Repairing fence line. Cleaning lichen. Ordering new bronze for graves that lost theirs to the rain. We do it because the dead in Christ are not forgotten, and because the families who entrusted their loved ones to this ground entrusted them to us.
Search the records
Looking for an ancestor? The full burial index is searchable, with photographs, dates, and family notes when we have them.
What is Decoration Day?
Long before there was a federal Memorial Day there was a Decoration Day — a Southern Protestant tradition older than the Civil War, in which a community gathers at its cemetery to clean the grounds, decorate the graves with fresh flowers, hold a worship service, and share a meal together on the lawn.3 Each cemetery keeps its own day on the calendar, so families can travel from one to the next through May and June and never miss kin.
It is a folk liturgy, really — a yearly enactment of the communion of saints. Folklorists Alan and Karen Singer Jabbour, who spent years documenting it across the southern Appalachians, describe the same pattern we keep on Bear Creek: final dressing of the graves; mingling and reflecting; gospel singing; preaching; more singing; and finally the “dinner on the ground” at outdoor tables under the trees.3 Tennessee writer Lillye Younger captured it from the inside fifty years ago, and almost every line is still true today:
Why this tradition continues
In a culture that hides its dead, Decoration Day insists on the opposite. We come back. We say the names. We sing the resurrection over the graves. We remember that the gospel is not a private spiritualism but a promise made to flesh-and-blood people who are buried in flesh-and-blood ground — and who will be raised the same way.
“Behold, I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed … the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.” (1 Corinthians 15:51–52, ESV) «Ιδου μυστηριον υμιν λεγω· παντες μεν ου κοιμηθησομεθα, παντες δε αλλαγησομεθα» (LXX/NT Greek)
It continues because every generation needs the same lesson: that we are not orphans in time. The faith was given to us; we did not invent it. The bench we sit on, the hymnal we hold, the patch of ground where our grandparents rest — these are gifts from people we will not meet this side of glory. Decoration Day is how we say thank you, and how we promise to hand the gift on.
Decoration Days this year
All three days are open. Come for any of them, all of them, or just an hour. Bring flowers if you have them; we’ll have extra if you don’t. Lunch is potluck — bring a dish to share or just bring yourself.
Can’t make it? Send a flower from afar.
Every dollar you give helps us mow the grounds, repair leaning headstones, maintain the fence, and keep the records online for families searching from out of state. The cemetery has no membership dues. It runs on the love of the people who remember.
Donate to the Cemetery — ps-church.com/give Search RecordsWhat your gift does
Community · Home · Unity · Relationship · Care · Hope
If your people are buried here, this is still your church. If they are not, you are still welcome. Come home.
1 “The Heart of Pinson,” from the 1992 Pinson School Annual and Historic Madison (Madison County Historical Society, 1946; Jackson Service League, 1972). 2 Pleasant Springs Cemetery listing, TNGenWeb Cemeteries Project. 3 Alan Jabbour and Karen Singer Jabbour, Decoration Day in the Mountains: Traditions of Cemetery Decoration in the Southern Appalachians (UNC Press, 2010); Lillye Younger, People of Action (Decatur County Printers, 1983).