Ah,
the picture taken during the Saturday morning aerobics – what a sight!
The tennis match – who decided on sports anyway (hope they haven’t
planned any of this exercise and sporty stuff, this time around.)
She
picked up the photograph taken while the choir sang before the service.
“I can’t believe I actually wore that to a youth
service”, she gasped, thinking about the choir conductors who each conducted
an anthem. She remembered the
lesson of the day, " I know thy works: behold I have set before thee an
open door, and no man can shut it: for thou hast a little strength, and hast
kept my word, and hast not denied my name."
And
of course, the photograph with her best friend (wonder what has happened to
her?)
She
rushed off to the bathroom and then changed into her clothes.
Then she went to check the calendar to make sure that it was March 21st! The calendar did not lie …
Striiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike!
Gonna give them stick, she shouted as she entered her parents room.
Both her parents were still asleep but she couldn’t help herself but
to jump onto their bed, waking them and almost causing her father to have a
heart-attack.
But
this was it – this was the big day – this was the moment when the
stress of being a career woman, mother and wife no longer existed – this was
the moment when she felt really alive.
She
knew that they would all be there – except for those dear ones who had since
died. A brief moment of sadness
was soon past when she heard the soft voice of her little daughter who had
just entered the room, “mummy … what day is it today?”
She
couldn’t believe that this day had finally dawned – re-union day!
[the
author wishes you to write the rest of the story yourself, after the Wentworth
District Youth Re-Union – 2004]
May the Lord bless you and keep
you, may His face shine on you and give you peace.
View
the Re-Union Programme
In
the tradition of the mid 1980’s, here’s a few samples of the songs we used
for our presentations:
Now
you can bring Pearl
She’s
a darn nice girl,
But
don’t bring Lulu!
You
can bring Rose
With
the turned up nose,
But
don’t bring Lulu
I
am just a chocolate soldier man
For
me you feel great pity
Just
a funny chocolate soldier man
In
a uniform so pretty
- Plus:
Sweet
sixteen, goes to church, just to see the boys ...
Father
Abraham had many sons …
Soft
as the voice of an angel, breathing a message unheard, hope for the gentle
persuasion …
Plaisir
D’Amour ne dure qu’un moment …
Don’t
drink those beers no more, don’t let your head be sore, if you want to have
life, why don’t you …
There
goes my only possession …
Will
there be a guitar at re-union day? Can
anybody still play all these songs?
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