I need a man who sings. Oh my gosh. I love music so much. I love the choir concert so much. It was so great tonight... I wish I could be in it, but you know, there are just so many things one person can do. But it's just reinforced my opinion that music can cure everything. That good choral gospel music that fills the room to overflowing is the best thing going. And that I need a man who can sing. :o)
But, oh, the music. That music... I can't describe it. The cd doesn't do it justice. The descriptions don't' do it justice. It was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. In an old church, one of the oldest ones in Calgary, with beautiful acoustics and beautiful woodworking, filled to overflowing with sounds. Joyful sound. Rich harmonies, clapping hands, shouts, laughter, "Amen!"s... it was a rich experience.
I can't wait to get to heaven. I can't wait to hear more of that than I can ever imagine. One of these days...
One thing I noticed about so many of the spirituals is that there are so many lines that start with, "Sometimes I feel..." That's how I feel. There's nothing to describe it, except, "sometimes I feel." Sometimes I feel lost, sometimes I feel found, sometimes I feel desolate, sometimes I feel joyful, sometimes I feel like I don't know what to feel. But sometimes, I feel.
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