A most frustrating Christmas…

…when God gives you the gift of your voice tanking, so you can squeak, but cannot sing, the liturgy and Christmas hymns and the choir music you’ve been delighting in. Sigh. It happens. So very, very hard to sit back and listen and participate by ear and not by mouth (well, impossible, I squeaked through some anyway). And choir really did do some of the most beautiful pieces this year: Gaudete; Verbum caro factum est; To Us Is Born Emmanuel (Praetorius). Le sigh. 

NEVERTHELESS…was blessed by the incredible diversity of music last evening. Thank you, Kantor Muth!!! Thank you to Pr. Daenzer for his wonderful work on recorder and for holding up the bass section singlehandedly. The children and Kantor gave us strings, we had Zach on his trumpet, we had the beautiful Quempas carol with procession around the four corners (and a dad’s chorus for the Nunc Angelorum). There was sax (way to go Michaela!), the children’s own singing of Verbum Caro, and David’s O Holy Night. Such overflowing joy in the astounding fact that God deigned to become man to make us children of men into children of God. Glory to God in the highest!