Melody in the heart

Drove west this morning through Crieff and Comrie and the great symphony of autumn colours to Balquidder where Joan had organised a group of friends to play Dvorak’s Serenade for Strings.  A great experience – I mimed in the back of the Second Violins remembering the days before ministry gobbled me up and I could play the violin on a good day.  And then back to Perth to do a little light preaching at Choral Evensong in the Cathedral marking the end of an RSCM day for Choirs – marking too the fact that music and singing had a considerable part to play in my calling to ministry.  So you win some, you lose some.

2 comments

  1. Clearly Blogstead is working its magic on you and you are no longer located in space and time. If I had to declare Blogstead as being in any time zone, it would have to be ‘in-between’ – caught in that tingling theologically-defined space between ‘never again’ and ‘well maybe’

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