So here's the story. TJ and I have been in a community choir for the last two years, and it's been a lot of fun. It just wasn't challenging enough, though, and since we've always batted around the idea of starting our own ensemble, we thought maybe the timing was right to do it. But TJ's over-committed and I'm under-qualified to lead a chamber choir. So I started bugging my friend Rachel, who gave me voice lessons last summer, to head something up. She is already balancing a career teaching at DSU with her busy and adorable four children, though, so as much as she liked the idea, it really looked impossible.
I spent all winter praying that we could find a way to make it happen.
And then, we did! Rachel's dad approached Dr. Paul Wiens, a recently retired professor from Wheaton Conservatory in Illinois. He liked the idea and agreed to have a trial run. I could have danced a happy dance when I heard this news.
So we rounded up five or six singers per part, bought the music he wanted to try, and started practicing. We had four very demanding, two-hour rehearsals with Dr. Wiens, and at the end he agreed to go forward. My chamber choir is born.
Did I mention the rehearsals were demanding? Dr. Wiens is like a master sculptor and he must find working with me just like using Play-Doh. I practiced at least six hours a week and still seemed to come up short every single time. Being called on the carpet in front of my peers is pretty much the worst thing ever.
It's just too funny. In my pride and self-satisfaction I told the Lord that I needed something better than the choir I was in. And He gave me a better one. One so much better that I'm really not good enough for it. Honestly, I think He must be laughing a little bit.
Humbled? Oh yes. But this is my dream come true, and I have no intention of letting it slip through my fingers. This summer I'll be practicing music theory so that I can make the audition into the choir that I helped put together.
And I'll be praying, too.
I spent all winter praying that we could find a way to make it happen.
And then, we did! Rachel's dad approached Dr. Paul Wiens, a recently retired professor from Wheaton Conservatory in Illinois. He liked the idea and agreed to have a trial run. I could have danced a happy dance when I heard this news.
So we rounded up five or six singers per part, bought the music he wanted to try, and started practicing. We had four very demanding, two-hour rehearsals with Dr. Wiens, and at the end he agreed to go forward. My chamber choir is born.
Did I mention the rehearsals were demanding? Dr. Wiens is like a master sculptor and he must find working with me just like using Play-Doh. I practiced at least six hours a week and still seemed to come up short every single time. Being called on the carpet in front of my peers is pretty much the worst thing ever.
It's just too funny. In my pride and self-satisfaction I told the Lord that I needed something better than the choir I was in. And He gave me a better one. One so much better that I'm really not good enough for it. Honestly, I think He must be laughing a little bit.
Humbled? Oh yes. But this is my dream come true, and I have no intention of letting it slip through my fingers. This summer I'll be practicing music theory so that I can make the audition into the choir that I helped put together.
And I'll be praying, too.
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