Breathe On Me Breath of God

 March 9 2009

Dad opens the service commenting along the lines that it is the end of spring weather since the time has sprung forward -- anouncing the opening hymn (in three) as this Blog is titled.

JH announcements/greeter - (I believe)

4' sister announcement re a funeral - and again at 5'15"

6'56" sister announces workdays and meals, Easter Sunrise is announced (JL? not sure of voice)

8' finishing of announcements -- into birthdays and special day song

11'20 violin and guitar Call to Worship

13' Responsive Reading

13'54" I Sing the Mighty --- sung by congregation

16'10 a reading?

16'54" Dad announces the next hymn Seek Ye First with guitar/violin -- adding flute on descant

19'30" Doxology flute/guitar/violin followed by prayer

20'55" SL: children story

29'15" Joys and Concerns 

32'22" Sister requests prayer as she and husband will be speaking at the HS where there have been recent challenges and they hope to provide guidance, she adds that she was encouraged by SL's children story. 

Congregation hymn 

39'40" Prayer

46'16" scripture

53'30" Sermon JH 

Hello Readers,

Today I spent sometime talking to my brother-in-law who celebrated a milestone birthday this week. We chated for over 30 minutes and covered some deep topics. I'm blessed to have 3 brothers by marriage - each bringing me joy.

When my parents got married they had a lot more people added to their family. My father had 3 sisters and 9 brothers while mom was close to 3 sisters and 2 brothers. When you consider also the spouses, the number in the extended family adds up quickly. As each individual family grew in size and the busyness of life took over it was important that everyone make an effort to see each other on a regular basis and thus the familiy reunions set in place. 

Towards the end of August it was a tradition that my dad's family would meet at a church near the town where he was raised and where most of his family resided. Later when the family outgrew the chuch (I think that's the reason) the reunion was moved to a local park with picnic shelters. My mom's family had a similar reunion at someone's home - usually over Labor Day weekend.

My siblings and I are now holding the torch for our family. We are figuring out when and where we all get together. This past December the three sisters were together after Chrismas for a few days. This summer we have been gifted a place in Colorado for a week, two cabins a close friend owns. I am looking forward to hiking, taking in nature, and seeing beautiful vistas. As with all the above mentioned reunions there will be good food, an important requirement. 

Thanks for reading.

Stay well,

Amy BH


 


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