The Day After

I have a Music Theory class to teach this morning at 8 am! The professor was at my recital yesterday, and when he walked into the instruction lab, he commented that one would never know I had been in recital yesterday! Business as usual.

Its true. I am still processing all that unfolded yesterday. The music, the prayers, the liturgical aspects of the service concert. On some internal level, I am still in attendance. Externally, I am working with students, showing them the resources for music research, unlocking doors of Google mindedness to universes on beyond and far meatier than they have experienced before.

People comment that I must be relieved that it is over, but the truth is that I am sad. Contrary to people's thinking, I was far from exhausted when the concert service was over. I was energized! Ready to go! Wanting more.

I could lead such worship services every day from now to eternity and relish every moment of it - the concept, the planning, the research, the writing, the rehearsing, the learning curve, the interaction with other musicians, the pulling together of pictures and artwork to illustrate, the picky details of program correctness, and the conducting, the orchestrating, the seeing how various aspects affect the whole. I love it all. I am sorry that this project is completed. I want more.

Creating space and place for people to connect with the things of God is what I live for. I would do it all again in a heartbeat. In fact, I think I will. How does "A Musical Exploration of Psalm 23" sound? I already have some of the research underway, begun collecting scores.

One gentleman commented that he found the service concert to be similar to Handel's Messiah in that both followed a Scripture sequence, and both covered one topic from beginning to end. How kind his comment. And how great a plan! The opportunities for exploration are endless. I could expend a lifetime and not exhaust the possibilities. Joy! Not right away of course, but as God opens doors, I will be ready. Onward and upward!