Athens CASA/GAL Program & Adam Remnant

Send us Fan Mail On this week’s episode of The Anna Jinja Show, we’re diving into the powerful themes of advocacy, resilience, and creativity. Host Anna Jinja welcomes the inspiring the Athens CASA / GAL Program team. These passionate advocates are voices of hope for children in foster care, providing support, stability, and a sense of belonging in some of the most challenging moments of their lives.  And we’re thrilled to share a very special musical feature by Adam Remnant, a multi-talented musician, songwriter, and Athens native. His song, “Curse of Canaanville,” touches on themes of family, resilience, and finding light amid hardship. This song is a tribute to the inner strength needed to overcome life’s adversities – something that resonates deeply with the work of the Athens CASA / GAL Program and the experiences of the children they support.  Join us as we hear inspiring stories and reflections from CASA/GAL’s Executive Director Tara Huffman and volunteer coordinators Carly Ferguson and Jess Chadwell, who share the impact of their work and the compassion that fuels it. Plus, we’re excited to introduce a special young guest, Jack, who joins the conversation and has agreed to write an original song for an upcoming episode!  Tune in to this heartfelt conversation filled with stories, music, and an important reminder: even in the toughest of times, there’s hope, community, love, and laughter!   Guest Links: https://www.adamremnant.com/ https://www.athenscasa.org/team  CURSE OF CANAANVILLEby Adam Remnant my mother’s old lantern tolls a lightthrough the darkness of the nightbeyond the shadows amongst the weedswhere the light of town recedesand since you’ve been goneI have found you in the strangest of placesand you have been witness to my heart’s changesso I am indebted to you and your many faceslighting the way in a world that’s fading men overtook these branches to feed our iron tonguesthey carved their initials into the trunksthey carted them off leaving nothing but sawdustnow mother, father won’t stop drinking, he’s calling on his kinhe’s naming names spitting blood and cursing Canaanyeah even the saved are forsakenso I’m going back to the garden where the trees are in full bloomI’m shaking off the ashes of brimstone and doomI’m gonna pick a thousand apples in a single afternoonso it seems the world can be a nightmare with heaven intertwinedmen lower the canary down into the minebut they’re raising up a raven seven times the sizeand since you’ve been goneI have found you in the strangest of placesand you have been witness to my heart’s changesso I am indebted to you and your many faceslighting the way in a world that’s fading I’m holding a lantern that tolls a lightbut you are nowhere within sightso I’m returning on my ownto the place I once called home.Support the show