When I was 16, I had been out on the street and had to survive on my own. I had an awakening into the world of religion and wanted to broaden my knowledge as it was. I had been looking for a church that fit my needs. Music was the most important thing and all the rest came after it. Not necessarily perfect in the Christian sense, I’m sure. What I wanted and needed was a band setting that had a guitar, drums and piano with bass. I wanted my friends to attend church, which none of them did and one way to get them to go, was if a band was present. So I searched several churches. Down the street from my apartment was a little church. It was a tiny thing in comparison to the one on the other side of the road. It held maybe fifty people inside on a crowded day. I walked into this Church and there was the drums and guitar along with a piano and as I continued to look around I noticed I was the ONLY white person in the building. As uncomfortable as I was getting I was taken back by the music that I was hearing. I was welcomed in and told to watch. As I watched, I seen the …show more content…
My mother often sang old folk songs and by and by I learned that some of them were the very spiritual songs that I heard later in the Church. I became accustom to the songs to represent hard times as since our family had little we often sang these songs on road trips.. As I think about spirituals now I can see the long journeys and why it was necessary to sing. When persecution in everything they did was unbearable, why it was important to sing. When nothing more existed except yourself and others would have you think otherwise, why it was important to sing. It was ones legacy to know they would not be forgotten. They could bond each family to another across oceans and streams by singing the spirituals that not necessarily started here in the United States but back home in their own