Enfield Evangelical Free Church

"Aiming to glorify God by calling and equipping people to be fully devoted followers of Jesus Christ"

The original church built in 1897 was named Enfield Town Christian Mission, subtititled and colloquially called Cecil Hall. Badly damaged in World War 2, the church was rebuilt in 1956 and renamed Enfield Evangelical Free Church.
The site is now in the ownership of the London Borough of Enfield having been bought under a Compulsory Purchase Order. They have demolished the church building as part of the redevelopment of Enfield town centre
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The way we were
Cecil Rd 31-12-04

Now read Harold Noble's Farewell to the church building which he has attended since 1928.
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31-12-2004 Rico Tice Preaching
12-12-2004

1-12-2004
Demolition Day 1 25-11-2004


16-12-2004

10-12-2004

30-11-2004The last Prayer Meeting 6-11-2004


15-12-2004 6-12-2004

29-11-2004Cecil Rd - Before Demolition
1-11-2004 -> same place

14-12-2004 Rico Tice Interview
2-12-2004 26-11-2004
Cecil Rd - After Demolition
on 31-12-2004

It was very appropriate that the last meeting held at Cecil Hall was the prayer meeting on 26th October 2004, for whatever else has been true of Cecil Hall, it has been a place where God’s people have been enabled to call on His Name together in prayer; a characteristic we hope will continue both while we are without a building and also in a new one.Jonathan Prime (Pastor).

You can see these pictures as a Slideshow (in demolition order) at
http://spaces.msn.com/members/eefc/

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The Old Church Building by Harold Noble
I wandered round the old building: the council and developers had at last made their final decision on the second phase of the Enfield Town development. The church is eerily silent as I pad from room to room, almost as though the spirits of my friends and colleagues were with me.

I enter the first room up the stairs; this was the young men’s Bible class room and where I learnt to sing. I shall never forget ‘For all the saints, who from their labours rest’ and where we sang ‘choruses’ before they were generally used. I sat there on Sunday afternoons for ten years being taught Bible truths and being encouraged in Gospel outreach. I creep out of the room, closing the door quietly and making for the end room.

This is the Boys’ Club room and it was here I learnt for the first time in my life the fun of playing games together, of gym-horse and mat work, of camping and craft work. I was just fourteen. Later made in to the coffee bar, it always remained for me as the club room.

The church hall brings back so many memories. The rear hall had always been my village hall, where I had met for well over seventy years with people of a like mind. I have been to 21st birthday parties, wedding receptions, farewell do’s and funerals. Most of all the hall has been where, on a Tuesday evening I have been instructed in Christian doctrine and heard uncountable records of missionary out reach.

I creep down the darkened cellar and shine a torch around. This is where I brought my tools and materials when working on the building. This is where on several occasions we have bailed out the floods so prevalent at one time. This has been a wonderful place to store things that should have been thrown away long ago!

Into the church building itself, on to the platform where in season the choir would sing ‘All in an April evening’ and we sang cantatas such as ‘Olivet to Calvary’ or ‘ Bethlehem’. Here we saw and heard the Sunday School and Junior Church in their anniversary celebrations. This unadorned and simple hall has seen people committing their lives to Christ for over a hundred years. Nothing to write home about, nothing to save as a memento. It’s time to close the door.

Farewell old church building, what fond memories you hold for those few of us still around from the days of yore. There are many, possibly thousands who have been taught within your walls, there are also hundreds who first decided for Christ here. You were only a building but stood as a beacon of Christian witness in Enfield Town these 100 and more years. Your demise had to come, bricks and mortar are not of the things eternal, but the witness of God's people is, and they are still going from strength to strength.


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