Welcome!

Thank you so much for taking the time to stop by and check out our website.  Please feel free to learn more about our organization by clicking on the tabs on the left. You will find information pertaining to our mission statement, bylaws, upcoming activities and leadership.  Please enjoy learning more about what God is doing in this "western heritage" movement.

Below is our Head Wrangler (pastor) Ruben Metcalf and his Beautiful wife Sherry and Ruben's best friend  "Jack" The Dog".

We are so grateful for these Godly servents of the lord.  They have brought good things to the San Angelo Cowboy Church



 Church Services:

 Sunday Morning Service Begins at 10:30 A.M.

But come early and have a cup of coffee and some "Bear sign”.

"Bear sign” is a cowboy term for doughnuts.   

"Come Early "Give us a chance to know ya.

Wednesday Night Service

Come eat at 6pm

Regular service 7pm.

Please email us @sanangelotxcowboychurch@gmail.com

If you have a prayer request please email SACCCareteam@gmail.com

Or call 325 277 5086

Church Leadership

Elders

Ruben Metcal--Head Elder

Howard Mitchell--elder

Floyd Martinez--Elder

Robert Collins--Elder

Lay Pastors

Sammy Morgan

Henry Adams

Gayland Hall

Verlin Kelly

Nolan Fontenot





Cowboys in Heaven

After cow punching for nigh on fifty years, a Texas cowboy went on to his reward. There was considerable excitement in heaven when he reached the pearly gates. The arrival of a real Texan cowboy was considered something of an event in heaven. Saint Peter himself came right over and insisted on giving the cowpoke a tour. Things were right friendly-like until the cowboy spotted half-a-dozen cowpokes staked out like broncos.

"Why are all those men staked out?" he asked Saint Peter.

Saint Peter replied: "Those are cowboys from the Panhandle. Every time we let them loose, they try to go back to Texas!"









Below

 Head Wrangler and his Beautiful Wife Sherry and Rubens Best Friend

                  "Jack The Dog"



 

I think this may be Ruben as a child.

What is a Cowboy?

Well here's what I want to tell ya

 about a wild kinda man

 and one who wears some funny clothes

 and he rarely wears a tan.

 

 He ain't no California hippy

 who rides them funny boards

 and he ain't no damn Yank

 who talks on phones with no cords

 

 He's rarely seen on any coast

much less the big city

 and he only likes to drive big trucks

 not foreign ones, no-sir-e.

 

 He ain't got much time for foolishness

 unlike them city folk

 who drive them fancy sports cars

 instead of throwin' ropes.

 

 Now he sure likes perdy women

 and hopes to marry one

 it's just his only problem is well,

 he loves only one.

 

 It seems the longer time goes on

the harder it is to find this man

 and that's sure a sad ol' story

 especially in this God' great land.

 

 For it was the land that he was born

 and made in who he is

 a rough ol' ornery son of a gun

 but a kind one to the end.

 

 Cause he sure loves his animals

 and knows their power true

 and always takes good care a them

come rain or shine or you.

 

 Now this man for which I talk

ya might a guessed by now

 and it wouldn't surprise me

 if ya said he rode a cow.

 

 For cow is only half the name

 that's given his fame,

 and boy thats what his daddy taught

 and thus it would remain.