Today was band day for the jr. high. Since a jr. high girl lives in our house and plays the clarinet, you know where I spent a portion of my day.
Typically, it is something I don't look forward to.
Today I was pleasantly surprised at what I heard at their performance.
The music moved me. Nearly to tears.
Yes, I kid you not.
Their first number was a rendition of a childhood hymn ~ Jesus Loves Me.
I couldn't believe the reaction I had to their music. It was lovely.
I've been known to have damp eyes during our worship services while we are singing. I don't know what it is about the words of certain songs that chokes me up so. My girls don't understand it. Nor do I always. I do know it's about my relationship with Him. Something that I can't always put into words. A more accurate statement might be that my words don't begin to do justice.
As I was listening to today's music, it reminded me of a poem I read yesterday. I leave you with a portion of that poem. If you'd like to read the poem in it's entirety, go here.
Why is it that music
At its most beautiful
Opens a wound in us
An ache a desolation
Deep as a homesickness
For some far-off
And half-forgotten country
2 comments:
we love music here- all types. I'm with you sometimes it can stir emotion especially if the one playing is my kid.
Our middle school choir and band concert was Thursday. It's a credit to both the band and choir directors (but especially band) that I didn't cringe once and actually was able to doze off during the band portion. Hey, I don't have a kid in band and I was super tired! Seriously, these people must be saints to hear something they love butchered on a daily basis, calmly endure it, and patiently teach until the noise coming from those kids eventually turns into music. I know. I played the flute in middle school. Not well either, I'm afraid.
I love the portion of the poem you shared, so I'm off to check out the rest. Isn't May the craziest month next to December? Take it easy and don't forget to breathe once in a while!
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