My family is full of good singers. And most of us actually like to sing, though none of us sing in any organized groups anymore. Most of the time, I'm ok that I don't get to sing in a group anymore, but I really do miss good music. And I miss singing beautiful music with other people. I like having tunes and words stuck in my head throughout the day, especially when they are lovely and uplifting and something other than Thomas the Tank Engine songs.
Now that I'm back home, I have a covert plan (or not) to get my dad and sister and brother in law, especially, to sing with me occasionally. I don't want it to be high-pressure or performance-induced, but there are some beautiful songs that we could sing a capella, or with my brother in law strumming along capably on his guitar, that would be really neat to be able to sing with other good voices like this hymn, How Can I Keep from Singing? It has such a beautiful tune and beautiful words, especially in times like these.
My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn That hails a new creation:
wife of Dennis, my sweet love - the kindest, gentlest, funniest, smartest man I've ever known and EXACTLY the man for whom I prayed (and not at all who I thought I wanted but thankfully, God is wiser than I);
mother of Annalivia '05, Daniel '07, Emmeliese '09, Peter '10, and Elora (born into the arms of Jesus '13) the hearts of my own heart, joys of my life, far more than I ever prayed for because my mind could never conceive of such wonderfully intricate and delightful little beings;
granddaughter of grandparents who taught me to love fiercely and forgive freely and that it is better to be respectful rather than proved right and grateful rather than gratified;
daughter of two amazing people who have devoted themselves to their children and family and have continued to figure out ways to love each other;
sister of three incredibly intelligent, clever, imaginative, zany younger sisters, my best friends, who are crazy enough to keep coming back, even though I do all sorts of things to drive them nuts;
friend of some hilarious people from kindergarten, grade school, high school, college, seminary and beyond;
former pastor learning the joys and challenges of being called to be home full-time-ish while volunteer-teaching at a teeny classical school;
pilgrim bumbling forward on this amazingly glorious journey towards Home.