TCATS #388 - And the Word Was Good

We received word on Friday that the plan to have us return and start singing again was approved! I can't disclose the date of when we'll start up again or go into any details of the plan until an official press release is made, but I think it'd be safe to say that the return will be sometime this year. 

To say that there was much rejoicing among the choir members, is an understatement. Going back to officially resume our musical missionary callings and to uplift and inspire others is all we've wanted to do for the past many, many months. So to finally have a date on when that's going to happen is exciting indeed. 

The press release that DID come out, though, was regarding the Choir going on tour in 2022. This tour will include the same cities and concert venues that were part of the postponed 2020 tour (and 2021 tour). You can read more about that, HERE.

That's about it. 

To all the fathers out there (and potential fathers), Happy Father's Day! If you haven't seen today's tribute via Music and the Spoken Word, tune in and enjoy...

Until next time, God be with you.

TCATS #387 - Nonplussed

We received a short paragraph in our newsletter Friday that basically told us that we wouldn't unite our voices again until sometime after the summer. There was no explanation as to why it couldn't or wouldn't be sooner--only that getting us all back together is a "complicated process."

Hmmm. 

I think the only thing I can do at this point is side with Thumper.

Until next time, God be with you.

TCATS #386 - To the Depths of Patience

As much of the United States, and more particularly Utah, gets back to living life that almost reflects pre-pandemic times, the members of the Tabernacle Choir are finding out just how much patience they're made of! Friday's newsletter, yet again, contained no information on when we'll be back singing again. And people are going CRAZY. Several choir members took to Facebook to vent just a little steam.  And I've been getting texts from others who are also trying really hard to be patient but are finding it terribly difficult. It's one thing to be patient when you have an explanation. It's entirely another thing when there seemingly isn't any. 

Some quotes from our FB group and from texts:

"Major disappointment"
"Not this week, dang it!"
"It's like Groundhog Day, again and again and again..."
"I'm hanging on with faith and courage"
"I think it will be July or August"
"August/September"
" I just want information! It doesn’t even have to be crazy soon just at least a date or a plan or something!"
"Maybe they originally thought we'd still have restrictions in place this summer so they didn't plan for us coming back so soon"
"I've been so disappointed they haven't been more transparent with 'the plan'"
"What, exactly, are we waiting for?"

The Church has adopted this very calculated, careful, and cautious approach to everything-pandemic.
And apparently they are determined to keep that approach.

Anyway, I think it only fitting at this point to end this week's blog post with three of my favorite quotes on the subject of PATIENCE. These come from the master of words, insight, and meaning... None other than Neal A. Maxwell:

1) “Patience is a willingness, in a sense, to watch the unfolding purposes of God with a sense of wonder and awe, rather than pacing up and down within the cell of our circumstance.”

2) "When we are unduly impatient, we are suggesting that we know what is best—better than does God. Or, at least, we are asserting that our timetable is better than His. We can grow in faith only if we are willing to wait patiently for God's purposes and patterns to unfold in our lives, on His timetable.”

3) "Patience helps us to use, rather than protest, these seeming flat periods of life, becoming filled with quiet wonder over the past and with anticipation for that which may lie ahead, instead of demeaning the particular flatness through which we may be passing at the time.  We should savor even the seemingly ordinary times...".

 

(Read his talk on the subject, here)

Until next time, God be with you,

 

 

TCATS #385 - Bread

I consider myself a pretty good cook. I started at a young age learning how to make simple dishes and desserts. Especially desserts. For some reason my younger brothers and I would spend hours each Sunday making tapioca pudding, brownies, No-Bake cookies, and orange julius slushes. As I grew older, I started making various lunches and dinners for the family which transferred over into my college life and later into my married life. Nowadays, with my wife fully into her Masters degree homework, I'm usually on dinner duty. And although my cooking doesn't involve a lot of variety, my family usually DOES like what I make for them, so I'll take that as a win. 

Tonight for dinner, I decided to add the one thing that I've only attempted making once: french bread. My wife is practically famous for her bread dishes (dinner rolls, Swedish Bread, and cinnamon rolls are her specialty), so this time I decided that it would be a very good idea for her to give me some of the "tricks of the trade" as they say. As I followed what she told me to do, everything turned out near-perfect, and I re-learned a few important cooking lessons: first, if you need help, ask for it. Second, learn from the best. And third, it's best to follow instructions with exactness.

These three baking lessons easily transfer over to being a member of the Tabernacle Choir. 

There have been countless times I've turned to my fellow bass brethren and asked for help on how to get a certain rhythm, how to find the right pitch, or how to interpret a particular lyric. I've even asked for help on getting through a recording session or repeating various instructions from our conductors (that I had missed the first time). 

Thankfully learning from the best has never been an issue. Mack Wilberg and Ryan Murphy ARE two of the best conductors IMO. I've felt that and I've witnessed that more times than I can say. I'm very grateful for their continued guidance and devotion to this musical opportunity.

Following instructions with exactness is so critical in the Choir. We never have a lot of time to spare and Mack in particular is well-known for wanting to utilize every second--which we usually do! If we are quick to follow with precision, not only will we sound better overall, but we'll be able to get through all of the music we're asked to sing (and sometime memorize) each week. 

I may never be as good at making bread as my wife, but I sure appreciate the lessons I learned today. And I'm grateful they are lessons that have served me well in Choir and in other parts of my life. 

May they be of value to you, too.

Until next time, God be with you.

TCATS #384 - Turning

There's a scripture in the Book of Mormon, from the book of Alma, that says: "But behold, because of the exceedingly great length of the war between the Nephites and the Lamanites many had become hardened, because of the exceedingly great length of the war; and many were softened because of their afflictions, insomuch that they did humble themselves before God, even in the depth of humility."

This covid "war" has taken its toll on everyone. There have been so many ways it's affected our behavior, thoughts, perspective, patience, and interactions. And now, at least for those in the United States, as masks are coming off and people rediscover the joy of not social distancing, we find ourselves either hardened or softened from what's transpired these past 14 months. Perhaps it's a combination, right? Perhaps we've become more hardened towards our politicians, for example, but more softened in our relationships. Or maybe we're more hardened towards various establishments or policy makers while at the same time more softened in our religious beliefs. Each person's hard/soft ratio is unique to themselves and each represents feelings and emotions and understandings that we can easily or not so easily relate to.

I'm afraid this week I found myself in the "hardened" camp. 

Despite the CDC's declaration that "fully vaccinated people can resume activities without wearing a mask or physically distancing," our local Church congregations continue to adhere to the statement that masks are highly recommended. And when the Choir newsletter came out on Friday, I (and several other Choir members I knew) was very much expecting something to be said about the plan to get back to singing. I would have even taken a short sentence that said something like "Given the CDC's recent adjustment to covid-related mandates, we are working with Church leaders to determine the best time to resume normal Choir operations."

But there was nothing. 

Absolutely nothing.

I was so mad.

I can tell you a little bit about what the hardening process does to a person. I've become more bitter, more resentful, less thankful, more judgmental, less friendly, and more narrowly focused. And while I've certainly not enjoyed any part of this process, I find myself wondering just how it's going to last and how I'm going to reverse it. The only thing I do know about the softening process is that I can't do it alone and that God's grace will be the key. 

So I'm off to search for the key--which actually isn't lost. It's just hard to grasp right now. Hard to hold on to. Hard to turn. Part of me resists that turning, but the words to a Choir song lovingly haunts me: 

Turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come 'round right.

 

Until next time, may God be with you.

TCATS #383 - Respecting Differences

As the United States and various individual states start dropping pandemic-related mandates, I've realized it's going to take a lot of respect and understanding to genuinely interact with those around me. God has commanded us to love one another and while I think everyone can appreciate that commandment and generally agree with it in theory, it's not so easy to implement. And I'm not just talking about having indifference towards others. I'm talking about truly loving them and respecting them, despite what they do or what they say.

The Church leaders within my particular area sent out a memo last Sunday saying that masks were still strongly encouraged, but that none would be turned away if they chose not to wear one to Church services. My wife and I talked at length about what this statement had the potential to do within our local congregation. Would a group of people mandated to be unified suddenly be divided? Would judgment pass to those choosing not to wear a mask? And would they be viewed as less willing to follow counsel and/or less concerned about others' feelings of safety?

I fully admit that I've passed judgement the other way around. Because I believe a plethora of scientific studies that conclude that masks are an ineffective way to prevent covid transmission (particularly the types of masks being worn by the general public), I have a very hard time seeing people actively choosing to wear masks -- especially when they are finally given the long-awaited opportunity not to wear them. As I walked into my church service today and observed others coming in, I was hoping there'd be more people like me (choosing not to wear a mask). While this did not happen (there were only about 12 of us), there was a big struggle going on in my head as I tried soooo hard to have genuine respect and love for those choosing to wear a mask. I don't know how well I succeeded, but at least I was trying.

As I thought about how this all relates to Choir, it re-occurred to me how diverse the people making up the Choir really are. We have men and women with a very wide variety of careers. We have those who have a lot of musical background and some who have very little. We have introverts, extroverts, and personalities that are funny, serious, studious, and easy-going. We have those who identify as straight and those who identify as gay. And we have those who are single, who are married, and who are divorced. 

The beauty of singing with such a diverse group of people though is that all of the differences actually enhance the unification goal we have. Because it's not easy, we have to work at it. And when you work hard at something, the payoff can be beautiful and incredible. 

I guess the take-home message for me is that I need to keep working hard to respect those who believe differently than I do on this whole "time to ditch the mask" thing. Their beliefs in the power of wearing them are probably just as strong as my beliefs in not wearing them. And that's OK. The most important thing is to remember they are my brother or sister and my Christian beliefs demand that I love and respect them. 

I'm embarrassed it's so hard for me. And like Nephi in the scriptures, I'm sad that the sin of judgment "doth so easily beset me." But I'm determined to keep trying. And that's gotta count for something.

Until next time, God be with you.

TCATS #382 - The Friendship Connection

Two experiences in particular this week reminded me of the importance of friendship and connection. 

The first happened on Thursday as I met with a few friends from Choir, for lunch. As we all sat around the table looking at each other and hearing about various changes and experiences each of us had gone through over the past little while, it was clear we weren't the same individuals that we were a year ago. But the one thing that hadn't changed was our love and friendship for each other--which, if anything, had been magnified and adjusted in many good ways. 

The second happened on Saturday evening. One of my daughter's friends, Brandon, had (in conjunction with his parents) invited his closest friends and their parents to an informal dinner to celebrate connection and friendship. The background to that event was this: Senior year in high school is a difficult one. It's fun and everything, but the realization that all too soon everyone is going to launch out into the world in their own direction and on their own path causes some tender emotions to surface. Anyway, near the end of the dinner, Brandon's dad stood up and thanked everyone for coming and thanked them for all they had done to contribute to the important spirit of friendship. He then held up a box filled with neck ties (for Brandon's guy friends) and necklaces (for the girls) and challenged them to wear these each first Sunday of the month so that no matter where they were in the world, at least they'd know that they were all wearing these symbols of unity and friendship at the same time--and THAT would help keep the memories alive and the connection going. 

I thought that was a pretty cool thing to do. And I could tell that he, himself, had really treasured the friends he had made in high school. 

Friendship and connection within the context of being a member of the Tabernacle Choir is a very important part of the overall experience. And it's one that is at the center of being able to fulfill the Choir's mission. As we rely on each other, prepare together, and exhibit kindness and respect towards each other, we can sing with unity and successfully project the love and peace of Christ to those listening. 

Changing topics entirely, I did want to mention that the State of Utah finally lifted the mask mandate for larger groups over 50. So, that's definitely one hurdle that was in the way of singing again that's no longer a hurdle. I suppose the judgment call on when we CAN get back together again now falls squarely on the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I would expect that their abundantly cautious approach with all things pandemic will continue to prevail in the short-term. But I hope and pray that they won't take too long. It's time to move forward, IMO.

Until next time, God be with you.

 

[Pictured below: my best friends from high school. . .]