Sunday, April 10, 2011

Short Circut

I got up late this morning which was a bummer because I had planned to curl my hair for church.  Instead, I was in panic mode, which is never good when you are trying to look nice.  


As I was haphazardly putting on makeup, I remembered that I had choir practice after our meetings.   I debated at that point whether I should even bother putting on mascera, or any eye makeup for that matter.   Here's why:  The choir is practicing a piece for Easter that makes me cry.   And by cry, I don't me a few little droplets -- I mean CRY -- flooding torrental tears mixed with a nose that runs, and shoulders that shake.  My contacts detach and start swimming for the exit.  I can't see a thing.  Not a pretty site folks.  Not pretty at all.


I don't know what it is about this particular song, but every single time I get to the phrase "I too can testify, this is the Christ" not only does the flood begin,  my voice begins to warble.  I sound just like Barney Fife when he sang in the Mayberry Choir.  I have to stop singing and hide behind my music.


My poor alto neighbors who I collectively refer to as "Tres Kris" have been putting up with this for years.  It throws the entire alto section off.    Last week the music started and Kris #1 said "Here it comes . . . wait for it...."  Sure enough, the waters broke forth, right on cue.




I would like to apologize in advance to the Choir.  Forgive me if I sit down when we sing this number on Easter Sunday.  I think it's best for all of us.   


I must have a short circut  in my brain which programmed an auto response without my permission: Hear musical note, with words "This is the Christ" . . . commence crying sequence.   I can't seem to make it stop, and it's very embarrassing.

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All kidding aside, I know why I cry when I hear this song.   Music is a powerful medium that can bring the Spirit, who testifies of truth.   I love that feeling -- the burning within my heart (even when it includes tears.)  It gives me peace.




P.S. In case you are wondering, Tres Kris is made up of three altos named Kristy, Kristen, and Crystal. I am honored to have such wonderful singing companeras.

4 comments:

Trish said...

i know what you mean. i cry at church almost every sunday during worship time. the one that gets to me is 'there will be a day with no more tears, no more pain and no more fears.' so powerful. i long for that day more and more.

Nanette said...

That is my mission's hymn...it has the same effect on me.

Kristi said...

love that song!
-man, if I lived in your ward, we could be the 4 kris'.
or some cute name you would definitely come up with. that would be so fun.

Nanette said...

I served in the South Africa, Cape Town Mission about ten years ago...good heavens! Time DOES fly!