I sing with a beautiful singer She opens her mouth And Effortlessly (it seems) Beauty and peace and joy and sorrow and kindness and goodness Flow I sing with a beautiful singer She opens her mouth And I follow
For Helen
Above the Din
“This is my father's world I rest me in the thought Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas His hand the wonders wrought” (Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901) Walking with You I realize again This is my Father’s world Hard to remember that Hard to hear Your voice Above the din Of Your children Fighting But “This is my Father’s world. I rest me in the thought”
My Little Drummer Boy (for John)
He feels it In his bones In his sinews In his muscles He feels it In his bones In his sinews In his muscles The rhythm And the rhyme The rhythm And the rhyme And He brings its Perfection To us
Sacred
Something sacred happens
When each singer takes his part
And Harmony is created
And it transcends
And becomes more
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I love Sunday
I love Sunday because I get to go and worship, rest, reflect, connect with my church family, have dinner out with Kyle and all these things refresh my soul and help me tangibly press the reset button on life. We get so easily led off track by worry and work. (right?) Blessed.
Song thoughts
Dress Rehearsal last night for the concert tonight…very grateful for the Foothills Philharmonic Chorus. Singing is very good for the soul. The lyrics, the harmonies, the complex arrangements, all the concentration it takes to get it ‘just right’. Blessed to look out and watch one, eyes closed, taking it in, being restored by the beauty of the song, Blessed to be a part of this redemptive act. Beauty for ashes, oil of joy for mourning, a garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. Melt away rest of the world with all your persistent troubles…you have no place here.
Making music with friends is the best possible way to spend an evening. Fun, refreshing, laugh out loud bad and good. How lovely to know people who let you play along, even if it is just an open D. How did I get so blessed? How?
Colleen R. Jantzen 