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Family Reunion: Preserving Spirituality 7/19/2006 12:00:02 PM
There is miraculous power in being connected to the spirit.
“Those who have no record of what their forebears have accomplished lose the inspiration which comes from the teaching of biography and history”. Carter G. Woodson
The family reunion theme song bellowed out by the family choir: “Welcome to the family; welcome to the family; welcome to the family, re-u-n-ion. We’re so glad you’re here. We’re so glad you’re here. . .” A song that has been sung for over twenty years, words and music written by one of the children of the family.
Friday night is get acquainted night. Hugs, kisses, giggles, and countless, “good to see you. Where is. . .” There’s food and beverages, games for the youth, laughter and, oh, yes, the family choir. This time is dedicated to each other, getting to know; meeting and greeting the newest baby, or the cousin, aunt, or elder who maybe hadn’t come for awhile. There is something exhilarating about seeing all of your “peeps” in one place together.
It is a chance to observe character and personality traits, to be awed by the talent of the youth, coming up behind the elders, to see the young men and women emerge, shine as they step up to the plate to lead, whether it is the choir, come up with ideas to make the event a success, or to be willing to share a word of inspiration.
Saturday is the highlight of the weekend. Everyone dresses up, like they are going to church and assemble in a room with decorated tables, plenty of food and beverages. It is the last day together. Tonight or tomorrow the journey back home. The event is opened with prayer. No one is left out; each plays a role from the smallest child to the elders. Of course, the family choir headlines the evening. Wow! Then the elders speak of time past, of their parents, their wishes for the family, the admonition to stay together, to be on one accord, to continue the traditions. Those who are no longer with us are remembered; their widows and widowers acknowledged and doted upon. Though everyone is smiling. . .
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