Beulah Temple – a symbol of resilience! The body of believers at Beulah Temple can be identified with the church at Corinth; we are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed, perplexed but not in despair, persecuted, but not abandoned, struck down, but not destroyed. 2 Corinthians 4: 8-10.

Beulah Temple began in 1996 in the home of Elder Philip Tull with a small group of conservative mission-minded individuals. For two years they continued to worship in the homes of  different members, then briefly at a Pentecostal Church on Remsen Ave until they finally found a place called home at 10201 Seaview Avenue, Brooklyn, NY 11236.

In 1998, that small mission group eventually became a church, under the leadership of Pastor Artemas Julien, who served from 1998 to 2007. He was succeeded by Pastor Corben Crew, who served from 2007 to 2017. Beginning June 2017, the church has been under the leadership of Pastor H. Orette Mitchell.

Throughout her twenty year history, Beulah Temple's journey, like any other pilgrimage has encountered mountaintop experiences and dark valleys of uncertainties.

Looking at the outside of Beulah Temple, it was obvious that flood water compromised the small structure as a visible crack which cutting through bricks and concrete ran across half of the building. Church members helped gut most of the basement and nothing could be salvaged from the mess.

Pointing to major damage in the pumped basement, “Our kitchen, office, and nursery space are gone”, said the pastor. “And nothing can be replaced – there are hundreds of books and Bibles that we can’t just go out and buy again”, he continued.

It was a major period of uncertainty for the resilient church; a true dark valley moment. “We have over 200 members and we didn’t know where to start when it came to continuing service.” But we saw good relations built over the years with the public school across the church finally blooming its rewards. Initially we met at P.S. 272 across the street just to get ourselves together and plan a course of action and for the time being - at least into next month – we continued to meet at P.S. 272. Two months became two years and the resilient church became less hopeful as she settled into her new fate. No more Wednesday night prayer meetings, no more evangelistic series, no more VBS programs, were just some of the sentiments that filled the air of the school auditorium every sabbath morning when we gathered for worship.