May 06, 2014

Sweet Memories


I remember. . .

As a child in the hill-top church I grew up in, of having singspiration evenings with our sister churches in the metro KC area. If I recall correctly, there were only four or five congregations then and that included the black churches as well. Those black women would dress to the nines even on Sunday evening and we often hosted the event. There would be solos or choir number specials from all the different churches interspered during the evening, but the most fun was getting to pick our favorite songs from the hymnal. Someone in the paper-fan waving crowd would sing out, "page so-and so" and the pages rustled as everyone quickly turned to that page. In the summer, we'd have the windows open and would witness to the entire community around us! We'd almost rock that auditorium with the Amen crowd -- clapping and foot-stomping and praising God! My mother played the organ and I remember seeing her legs swinging and her feet stomping on the foot pedals as she tried to keep up with her fingers on the keys. She made that organ almost smoke. Oh, and then, the potluck feast that came afterwards downstairs in our fellowship hall, oh boy! All kinds of finger-food goodies contributed by all the ladies who came. Those tables almost groaned under the weight of all that food! Yum!
It was really hard for a tyke like me to wait my turn in the long line snaking out of the doorway and down the hall, my stomach rumbling as I clutched my paper plate in my hot-little hands. I remember how my nose twitched at the wonderful smells wafting from the kitchen when one of the aproned hostesses sailed out to refill something. Sigh!

My mother always said she wanted our social life to be centered in Christian fellowship and so it was. We lived in the world all week at home, at school, at work, but the really special times was with our spiritual family -- our sisters and brothers in Christ. I imagine heaven will be like that -- feasting on spiritual food while singing glorious praises with the angels to our Daddy Lord. I'm thankful for sweet memories like that!

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