Now just consider Addy of the curious sorts.She has been all throughout the coastal waterway,this slave cabin,that slave cabin and of course church,the epicenter of the black community. And she truly believes the black church was the first portable modular premanufactured home.All the churches look the same.You don't have to ask where the bathroom is,the kitchen, the deacon room, or the cemetery.They are all built the same.So my questions,was this an earlier version of Negro shui.Did the building have to face the east,did so many pews have to be in the room, was the men's bathroom always on the right,and the women's on the left,and how is it they all have the table in the same place when you walk through the front door. And they all sit by the same big oak tree at the same angle.
Disclosure:Addy is only talking of the churches where the baptisms occurred in the local water and you had to clear the tally wackers and alligators away before the dunking was done to heaven.
Showing posts with label First African Baptist Church Harris Neck. Show all posts
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Saturday, December 5, 2009
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First African Baptist Church Harris Neck
Hinder Me Not oh world because I was so happy to see Reverend Timmons Jr,walk blindly by faith to the table and eat.That's how strong the Geechee Gullah eatings smell. And 3 times people had to tell me he was blind.I finally got it when a bee flew right into his fish and he kept eating.
And then my cousin next to me,whose nose was stuck down in the red beans and rice...and the white folks who just drove off the road and helped themselves to some food. You knew they hadn't seemed black people before,but they decided it was time for them to eat so they caught a little of the Gullah spirit so they can make their way over to the eating tent.
So word to the wise,next time you come,get everybody's name before the food starts.We all know Chester Dunham and McIntosh county,but I don't know the name of the soul eating the sloppings next to me. No wonder,the other church was called Hinder Me Not..because nothing hindered Reverend Timmons from his food. A Blind Man that walked and smelled by faith,so much for seeing eye dogs.
And then my cousin next to me,whose nose was stuck down in the red beans and rice...and the white folks who just drove off the road and helped themselves to some food. You knew they hadn't seemed black people before,but they decided it was time for them to eat so they caught a little of the Gullah spirit so they can make their way over to the eating tent.
So word to the wise,next time you come,get everybody's name before the food starts.We all know Chester Dunham and McIntosh county,but I don't know the name of the soul eating the sloppings next to me. No wonder,the other church was called Hinder Me Not..because nothing hindered Reverend Timmons from his food. A Blind Man that walked and smelled by faith,so much for seeing eye dogs.
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