Precious memories…how they linger, how they ever flood my soul. In the stillness…
These lines are from a beautiful song and I have singing on my mind today. For a very short time, four of our children and I had a singing group and we were very privileged to be asked to sing for a couple Valentine Banquets and a Christmas program for our local thrift store. We also did a concert for our local nursing home and went to many jam sessions in our small town and another not too far away. These were good times and I have many very special and precious memories from those days.
Children left for school and were married, so the ‘group’ was no more. Our son and daughter were both part of the hand bells and choir at the Bible college they attended. They learned far more there than I could have ever taught them and they have beautiful voices today from that training.
But there is something very special about the Carter Family tunes, Bluegrass and Johnny Cash. Back in my teens and early twenties, if someone would have told me I would love Bluegrass someday, I would have said they were crazy! But things change. And that’s good.
Here, I’m going to share us practicing in our kitchen. We are singing a Carter Family tune called, Anchored in Love. Please forgive the not-so-good recording and our very amateur performance. We already knew we probably wouldn’t take the act on the road! Phones can only do so much and of course lighting is not the best either.
Any of you Andy Griffith fans will remember this one. The Dillards did a fantastic job playing the Darling family on the show. The Dillards wrote and performed, There Is a Time.
Another favorite of ours, and probably mine more than anyone else was Whispering Pines. Johnny Horton sang this one. He had many wonderful songs.
Our youngest did a great job when she was younger. She loved to get up in front of people and sing. Now she is a little more shy. Here she is going through a song before the concert.
So, sharing a few precious memories on a cold, Wednesday. I would like to thank our children for being part of them. I know practicing wasn’t always fun and sometimes just down right a pain. But I think we have a lot to be thankful for…a blessed few years that many never get to experience. Time spent together sharing the talents God gave. I will always look back on those days with fondness.