Every genealogist goes through something; I can’t call it by name what that something is. But whatever “it” is I believe it is the driving force that keeps us wanting to learn more. My something is my spirits. My ancestors continue to make themselves known to me. Most times it is my great and great great grandparents. Yesterday, it was something totally different. I have posted the picture above several times both on Facebook and throughout this blog. When you look at it you see what we all call Springfield Baptist church. You always hear me say join us, come fellowship with us. But did you know that once you get there you are walking into the building next door not the traditional building you see first in the picture. Now don’t misunderstand, both buildings are Springfield Baptist. The brown one however, is the more recent one built over thirty years ago while the more traditional looking church was the one they walked into in November 1941.
Between researching and creating the newsletter for the church a lot of memories were formed inside the first building. Memories of baptisms, careers were made in that building (renowned gospel singer Edna Gallmon Cooke), famous preachers and singers (C.L Franklin and his daughter Aretha) performed in that building, historical photographs were taken in and on the steps of that building. So much more happened right there. When interviewing and researching I always said I have to go in there one day. It’s not like I couldn’t the first Springfield is now home to the Kingdom Kids Childcare Development Center. Yesterday I had to go inside to get some information from Sister MacFadden and as I entered the building I was immediately overwhelmed with a strange feeling. It wasn’t a bad feeling but the kind that produced visible goosebumps on my arms.
While talking with Ms. MacFadden she saw something on my face that made her ask if I was okay. I told her that I had never been in this particular building but I always wanted to come in. And now that I am here I was getting this strange or weird feeling. She asked. “You are related to the man whose name is on the building?” I responded, “Yes.” She then said, “It is him.” She proceeded to tell me that even parents who would walk in and would always state how they have a good feeling and vibe that they get while being inside the church. I smiled at what she was saying but was still truly mesmerized by the feeling I was receiving. I told her that it may be my grandmother because she always took care of the children of the church. She saw the awe in my face and said, “It is good to know that they are watching over us.”
I am still filled with that feeling. Realizing how my grandparents are not just watching over us but they are watching over the babies of Springfield Baptist Kingdom Kids Child Development Center.