I miss the simple School and church plays with kids being Mary and Joseph, with the shepherds and kings forgetting their lines. Little girls singing while twisting their dresses and waving to someone in the audience. Boys picking their nose at just the right time.The New versions, with paid producers etc don’t fit with me, but it does with today’s audiences,
Re: The OLD times will not return, but that is Okay
But, but but…What about the treat bags? ________________
Funny that, the treat bags. I remember very well preparing those bags. The pastors family and a lot of volunteers would put them together in our church. Me and most of the mill hill kids thought that was the only reason oranges and tangerines were grown was for Christmas.The camaraderie of the open bags as everyone talked, fellow shipped and filled them. The last I remember at our church were contracted out. I felt a tinge of regret.I guess those times are gone with the mills. We had 26 cotton mills inour town, now there is one running part time. No more mill hill kids that walked to church, playing and talking as they came and went. Most weeks I was invited to someone’s home with their kids for Sunday dinner.But that is okay too, as long as we can still have church…. ________________Some facts but mostly just my [email protected]/
But, but but…What about the treat bags? My son-in-law has recently been named interim pastor at a local church. He said at first that it was too late to do anything for Christmas, but I encouraged him to make a big deal out of it. We are going to do treat bags for the service tomorrow. I assured him the older folks would love it. Our church is not having service tomorrow, so we are going to be with them.Treat bags rock________________More of Him…less of me.twitter.com/camiracle77www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=691241499&ref=name
I remember a lot of that perfect imperfection as well …I think I was the nose picker most years lol.My dad’s church would put the play together after searching through a catalog at the bible store downtown.Most of my folk’s ministry was right here in the towns of the San Joaquin Valley which is all farm land …that’s all I’ve ever known is simple folks from the farm & dairy community. It’s in California but at times it feels like we’re in the mid-west. I remember the goody bags & for some reason dad would have us put oranges & walnuts in there along with small, off brand wrapped candies & a few candy canes of different sizes.It was a simple time & we all seemed to know the same Christmas songs.Nowadays you’re right, it’s not the same. I’m grateful for what we have & for the memories of those days. There are some Romanian families in our church that still hold to a lot of the original traditions like going door to door singing Christmas carols, big tree in the house swarmed with gifts that are opened Christmas morning, holiday foods that are only served at Christmas & when I visit them it brings back some of those memories. Good post Cojak it brought back some good memories & I thought about dad who has been gone for a little over a year now.Merry Christmas________________Empty nest syndrome is for the birds!Email me at: [email protected] planters are focused on just one thing …introducing people to Jesus!