Wednesday greetings from Charlotte, where I am on a layover on my way to Augusta, Georgia.
I fly a lot. Things usually go smoothly. This morning's flight proved to me why we "fasten our seatbelts low and tight around our laps." Turbulence was horrifying. Our Blessed Mother must have heard many of us during that flight!
Wanted to share a little bit of a conversation I had with my sister Janet last night. She is living with cancer and doing quite well right now. When she answered the phone and I asked her how she was feeling, she said, "very frustrated." I was hoping that this answer didn't have anything to do with her health or healthcare and I was right.
She said that her frustration stems from the fact that she has joined her parish choir. This in and of itself made me chuckle a bit. She is a recent returnee to Catholic practice. And she has never been in a choir. Now while all of us Galipeau's can certainly carry a tune (you should have heard my older sister Gina's and my rendition of Leavin' on a Jet Plane), we all know that joining a choir is something a little different.
Janet said that she was frustrated because she was joining the choir because she wanted just to "sing along." She has a deep voice, so I asked her if the director put her in the alto section. She said, "No, I am a tenor apparently." She said she didn't realize that she would not be singing the notes that she sings when she is in the congregation. One of the women in the choir, sensing Janet's frustration, said, "Janet, you are trying to be perfect and no one is perfect in the choir. You need to be patient." Janet replied, "I just want to sing along." And the women replied, "Janet, that's what you do when you are sitting in the congregation. This is the choir!" Janet then told me that she always thought that she could "read music," that is, until she joined the choir. She asked someone about that squiggly thing on the staff and she was told that was the bass clef sign. "What's that for?"
All through this conversation I was giggling along with her. Made me think that it might be a nice thing to publish a "Welcome to the Choir Orientation Packet" for people like my sister.
I am so proud of her and I told her so. She says that she is going to do her best to stick with it. Just amazing to me.
Gotta sing. Gotta pray.