AHHHH...

Have you ever had something that you were deeply passionate about, and then for whatever reason were unable to do that something for awhile? How wonderful did it feel to be able to participate again? That's what choir practice was for me tonight....it felt like "ahhhh, I'm home." I have always been deeply passionate about music, and especially choir music. I've been involved in a choir since middle school. However, for the last FIVE years, I have not sung in a choir, nor have I even sang on a regular basis. I missed it terribly.

Tonight was the first rehearsal for this year's Christmas program. It was just an introductory night, so we passed out the music books and listened to it once through. We sang along if we wanted to, but it was a very basic rehearsal. I sang through the whole thing, as most of us did. It is a very enjoyable program, however, very little "Christmas" to it in the traditional sense. It is more of a worship program.

I would have enjoyed the night if all I had done was get to sing again. But I also met a few people as well. One lady I talked to, Lanore, was the lady that worked in the nursery on Sunday. After we put two and two together, we realized we had met and she told everybody that my son is the sweetest child in the nursery. She took it upon herself to introduce me to the pastor and his wife. They were both excited that I had come to join the choir after only having visited for the first time on Sunday. I sat down with the pastor for a few minutes, Pastor Gary, and he asked if I had sang this program before. I hadn't. He said, "I could hear you singing so well that I thought you either could sight read really well, or you are part of the company that put the program together." That was really nice to hear. I can't wait until next week. I can't wait until Sunday either.

One of the best parts of the night though was when I came home. Although he should have been in bed, Joey was still up and so happy to see me. I had a feeling he would still be up, but I don't blame Nick at all. Baby Nick is at his worst in the evening with the colic. From about 6pm to 10pm or 11pm he is screaming as long as he is awake (and he is usually awake for the majority of that time.) It is quite difficult to try to get Joey to sleep when Baby Nick won't stop screaming, because Joey still needs us to lay down with him until he is asleep. As Joey was walking up the stairs with Daddy to go to bed, Daddy whispered in his ear to tell me what he learned to say while I was gone. In the most precious voice, Joey says, "Love Jesus." It was so cute.

Well, since all three of my boys are sleeping now, I should take advantage of it and go to sleep too.

The Lord is faithful to all His promises and loving toward all He has made. The Lord upholds all those who fall and lifts up all who are bowed down. (Psalm 145:13b-14 NIV)