It was a last minute invitation, but we jumped at it. Would we like to join our Lutheran friends for a Fat Tuesday Jambalaya diner potluck and hymn sing?
We said yes for 4 very good reasons.
- We like these folks.
- Football is over…
- We like Jambalaya
- We, or especially I, love to sing hymns.
There was a cornucopia of Jambalaya and we were encouraged to take some of each, which of course we did. A King Cake had been ordered from New Orleans for dessert. It didn’t look like anything I’d ever had before, but it was delicious and I will refrain from mentioning which one of us went back for a second slice.
With clean plates and full bellies we moved into the sanctuary for a hymn sing. Led by a rich singer with a great sense of humor we sang the old hymns. Allowed to pick our favorites, (as long as we raised our hands) I was quickly reminded of my mother’s Lutheran roots. Although some of the hymn titles were different the songs and words were the same. One of the biggest things I do miss about our former life is singing in the church choir. It was a simple and lovely evening.
We are blessed.
(Random cow picture, because I love my girls.
Eliza Doolittle, Agnes, Clara Belle)
