“Every year we all gathered at the Reynolds United Methodist Church to take communion early in the evening on Christmas Eve. The minister would be there for several hours serving the sacrament to individual families. When our family entered the building, we would greet another family who was leaving and then wait in silence on another family being served. Each family would speak to other families in whispers and there would be a lot of hugs with life long friends we lived and worked with every day. A heartfelt “Merry Christmas” was always whispered in the ears of those you hugged. I will always remember the way Mama made sure we began our Christmas celebration. Some of my best memories in life.” RBG
❤️
ReplyDelete