Families Created By Faith or By Community


Note: posting this the day after, now that wi-fi is available…

So, I see from reading my first blog post that we spent time with Daymon Morgan just two days ago, but we’ve done so much since then that it feels like an eternity ago!

Day three was one for making memories. We attended an Old Regular Baptist Church service and lunched with the parishioners. The service was at times intense, at all times full of love and goodwill. I can’t remember when I’ve witnessed so many handshakes and so much passion about one’s salvation.

Following our time worshipping and fellowshipping, we set out for our final destination of the day: War, West Virginia. Although poverty continues to have a major impact on the community, there are rays of sunshine to be found if one is willing to look.

For years, participants of this tour have been treated to legendary hospitality from the Muncy family. A large, extended family with strong roots in this area, the Muncys specialize in making you feel like you’ve shown up to a family reunion at which you’re the guest of honor.

The Muncy family cabin is practically inaccessible to anyone without a four-wheeler. Not to worry: they are happy to have you on board for the ride up deep into the hills. Once there, you’re there for the duration. This is good, as it fosters a feeling of completeness. As in if they don’t have it, you don’t need it, and even if you did, you still don’t need it, because the rides back down the hill don’t start for several hours.

At the Muncys’ family cabin, we were treated to a Thanksgiving-worthy feast. Being mindful that we had just had a similar feast with the Old Regular Baptist folks, we did the only sensible thing: we started from scratch and ate again. In order to burn off all these calories, we plan to walk back to Berea rather than ride.

Taking advantage of the contentedness that follows a good, home-cooked meal, the Muncys announced that it was showtime. A movie? Nope. Live bluegrass music? Think again. You see, a cabin isn’t the only structure in this little opening in the woods. There is also (cue heraldic trumpets): Slate Creek Opry House.

Very near the main cabin Slate Creek Opry House has all of the excitement of the Grand Ole Opry with none of the traffic hassles. Our group alternately cheered (when a Muncy performed) and prayed silently to disappear into the cool mountain air (when we were asked to contribute to the entertainment). I’ll end the suspense: I was spared.

Slate Creek Opry House

Complete with props, costumes, and a wide assortment of music, Slate Creek Opry House served as the debut stage for several nervous ingenues from our group. In the picture I’m posting, a few brave souls put the Berea College spin on the classic “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.”

Following special appearances by some of the finest impromptu impersonations of Elvis, Willie Nelson, and Dolly Parton, it was time to bid our newly-adopted family goodbye. The ride back down to town was just as bumpy as the ride up, but with full bellies and full hearts, no one seemed to mind.

 

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Tags: Muncy, Slate Creek Opry House, tour, West Virginia

Berea College, the first interracial and coeducational college in the South, focuses on learning, labor and service. The College only admits academically promising students with limited financial resources—primarily from Kentucky and Appalachia—but welcomes students from 41 states and 76 countries. Every Berea student receives a Tuition Promise Scholarship, which means no Berea student pays for tuition. Berea is one of nine federally recognized Work Colleges, so students work 10 hours or more weekly to earn money for books, housing and meals. The College’s motto, “God has made of one blood all peoples of the earth,” speaks to its inclusive Christian character.