Due to a variety of reasons, I didn't attend Thursday's rehearsal. Which meant, of course, that my part in Sunday's broadcast switched from singing, to observing.
As I sat out near the audience, I observed the following:
1) all of the ushers who come every Sunday to help people find their seats and direct them on where to go and where not to go. Yes, I can see them all when I am in the choir loft singing. But down in the audience seats, I can see their faces, I can see their smiles. I can see their devotion. They are one part of the whole Music & the Spoken Word experience, but an important part.
2) the faces and countenances of the choir and orchestra members up on the big screen. Some looked tired and worn. Others fumbled a bit with the words of the memorized piece. Some seemed to just be going through the routine. However, the majority reflected happiness in their eyes and a smile in their countenance and they seemed genuinely happy to be testifying to the things they believe in through music.
3) the Spoken Word which had to do with worrying. This hit home as I have many worries and many concerns. Some even tied to my choir experience. I was grateful for the advice to call upon God in the very moment you're needing help. And grateful for the counsel to put aside those worries you have no control over and focus on the ones you can act upon to make things better.
4) the miracle of how it all comes together. From an observer view, I can see all of the cameras, the stage crew, the security people, the monitors, the lighting behind the choir, and the people/nature scenes that were chosen to accompany the songs being sung and the music being played. With everything in place and all the parts and pieces working together, it happens.
I missed singing today and the camaraderie of the people I sing with. But I was grateful to play the part of the observer and gain some perspectives I can think about in the weeks and months to come.
Until next time, God be with you.
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