Another great night of Meet and Greet. Sometimes I forget to blog about them because other things crowd in, but we have a great time on Wednesday nights when people come over and share their stories and lives with us.
I sang in the choir this morning and it made me so grateful for the life I have been able to live. Singing in choir always takes me back and makes me nostalgic.
Humor me for a moment.
I sang in a youth choir in jr. high and high school. That church was foundational for me as a child, and even though it had a not-so-terrific ending when my pastor committed suicide the week of my graduation, those years were fundamental in my faith.
I sang in the choir at Brookings Wesleyan with some of the nicest people in the world, Del Johnson and his wife, Judy. Very important people in my life and keys to my survival of my years in that town.
I sang in a choir at First Wesleyan in Bartlesville, Oklahoma and enjoyed mocking the “screeching demon” sopranos in the alto section with Donna Skelly and some other great folks. I loved goofing off for David Gormong, shown on this page because he is a perfectionist and an excellent musician. It’s no fun to goof off for a choir director who doesn’t mind it when you goof off. He and his wife are great people!
And then I sang on a worship team in Mexico with college students and I sang on another worship team at La Puerta Abierta in St. Paul with a phenomenal guy, Marcial Vasquez who just passed away in late July.
And finally, I sang and later directed the choir at the Luverne UMC with some awesome people. I have been trying not to miss them too much, but sometimes I just do.
All that to say this. I love how God has enriched my life with awesome people. Every time I have moved from one place to the next I have experienced a significant loss in having to have said goodbye to such incredible people. But everywhere I go there are more great people who add their colors to the tapestry of my life.
So tonight I go to bed not only grateful for the new people that God has brought into our lives, but for all those I have known through the years.
It all is summed up in a song my mom taught me when I was in preschool: “Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold.”
I sang in the choir this morning and it made me so grateful for the life I have been able to live. Singing in choir always takes me back and makes me nostalgic.
Humor me for a moment.
I sang in a youth choir in jr. high and high school. That church was foundational for me as a child, and even though it had a not-so-terrific ending when my pastor committed suicide the week of my graduation, those years were fundamental in my faith.
I sang in the choir at Brookings Wesleyan with some of the nicest people in the world, Del Johnson and his wife, Judy. Very important people in my life and keys to my survival of my years in that town.
I sang in a choir at First Wesleyan in Bartlesville, Oklahoma and enjoyed mocking the “screeching demon” sopranos in the alto section with Donna Skelly and some other great folks. I loved goofing off for David Gormong, shown on this page because he is a perfectionist and an excellent musician. It’s no fun to goof off for a choir director who doesn’t mind it when you goof off. He and his wife are great people!
And then I sang on a worship team in Mexico with college students and I sang on another worship team at La Puerta Abierta in St. Paul with a phenomenal guy, Marcial Vasquez who just passed away in late July.
And finally, I sang and later directed the choir at the Luverne UMC with some awesome people. I have been trying not to miss them too much, but sometimes I just do.
All that to say this. I love how God has enriched my life with awesome people. Every time I have moved from one place to the next I have experienced a significant loss in having to have said goodbye to such incredible people. But everywhere I go there are more great people who add their colors to the tapestry of my life.
So tonight I go to bed not only grateful for the new people that God has brought into our lives, but for all those I have known through the years.
It all is summed up in a song my mom taught me when I was in preschool: “Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold.”
1 comment:
Claudia, did you know that that song is also one of the first songs the Girl Scouts are taught?
That one, and also one called "I've Got Something in my Pocket"....ends with "A Great Big Brownie (or Girl Scout) smile!
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