I come from a big family! My dad’s mom was one of nine siblings. They all grew up, married, and raised their families close to each other.
There were lots of family get-togethers, but the ones I remember most were the family reunions! These events would last all weekend long for some. Campers would line the perimeter of the yard.
We would meet new family members by marriage or birth. We would remember those we’ve lost over the years and celebrate any new and upcoming events.
Cousins played while adults reminisced, sharing photos, stories, and laughter with one another.
Activities would vary but often included fishing, swimming, group walks, yard games, and bonfires.
But the best times were the meal times. Our mouths would water as we smelled the grilling pork chops, chicken, prime rib, or fried fish. Makeshift tables were created from tall barrels and wood slabs covered with tablecloths. They held a smorgasbord as everyone would bring out their prepared items—whether tried and true recipes or new creations for us to sample.
When the food was ready, we would join in a big circle to count our number and say a prayer. The children and elders would fill their plates first.
Lawn chairs and tables would be scattered outside and everyone would have a place to dine together and converse.
As people went back for seconds or dessert, they had a chance to sit in a different location and catch up with someone new.
Time moved slowly and we did not rush through our meal. There was plenty of food for everyone. We savored each bite and the fellowship with one another. Most importantly, we were filled by being with family, many of whom we didn’t often get to spend time with. They helped us remember our roots, common traits, and the love and belonging that comes from a shared history and traditions.
Though there are fewer of these gatherings today, we have one that’s hosted each Labor Day weekend. Campers are still encouraged. The largest dinner meal is complete with a whole pig slow-roasted over an open pit served along with a variety of potluck items.
The invitation has been extended to include friends and others who have become family. And just like those reunions from times gone by, our hearts and souls are filled with fellowship and connection along with yummy food.
“And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.” (Hebrews 10:24–25 ESV)
Becky Sims has a strong faith in Jesus and a love for writing encouraging letters to friends and others. She is the author of the PORCH CHAIR PRAYERS devotional blog and book series. She prays that her writing will help other women who are longing to grow closer to the Lord to gain hope and meaning in their lives while looking forward with confidence to eternity in heaven. Becky is a wife and mother, Hope*Writer, former teacher, and author. She is active in her church choir. She especially enjoys quiet time with the Lord and often spends time on her porch chair in prayer. You can find Becky on her website, blog, Amazon author page, Facebook, and Instagram.
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