School's in Session

Well, I guess I should blog a little more often, huh? Suddenly life is busier than it has been in years.

When my family was just getting started I used to chomp at the bit, wishing I had more to be busy at, feeling guilty for doing nothing other than nourishing and changing babies. Not that that doesn't keep you plenty busy, but I was going through a big adjustment, and it was time to be less busy for a while. During that era I had an epiphany which helped me to settle into that homey life. It was this: Someday I'll be busy again, and I'll miss the idyllic life of caring for babies, garden and hubby.

Well, it's here. I'm busy again, and I DO miss the idyllic life, but I'm relishing the challenge of teaching music--not just sight reading and vocal coaching, but of passing along a love of music--and of God. It is, after all, a Christian school, and it's okay for me to do that.

Tuesday night before I went to bed I was working on a guitar arrangement of some of Jomama's music from the cantata. Well, the guitar session turned into a worship session, as I listened to all the music from the cantata, sang and cried, and talked to God about all the feelings that went into that project. I got to bed around midnight. The alarm was set for 5:15 am. Bummer. But I was going on some advice I gleaned from a dream A. had a long time ago, and since it was obviously God-orchestrated, I trusted Him for strength for the next day. Miraculously, I had even more energy than usual. Go figure.

Then last night I saw a bunch of the Selah sisters! There was this cool group hug, and when Heiress asked about the new job, I commented that now I put together two programs a year, without the help I used to get.

To backtrack, last year we all worked together to produce this incredible cantata experience. It was a team effort like I've never seen. Like the Body of Christ, each part, catching the same vision all at the same time. Thus, the comment, two programs instead of one, and without the help.

Later I thought, no, not without the help. I've unconsciously adopted the model, and have been using it freely. The Jr. high-high school age kids are working to help mentor the younger ones. Kids have been bringing in CD's to help me pick out music. They bring in instruments they know how to play. A couple of technical minds are working with the sound tech, shadowing him. And I've got these two third graders with incredible gifts in movement, who have pretty nearly choreographed the whole thing.

I think in the fall I may use the model even more overtly. Someday these ruffians will be leaders in their churches, and even more than reading music, I'd like for them to have had the experience of the body of Christ working together. Hands doing the hand stuff, noses doing the nose stuff, toes doing the toes stuff--you know.

Selah
-Godseeker