I first saw this video on Randy's blog. When I saw it, I (shock) got all choked up thinking about how something like this was supposed to be done by Kristina, and Cheryland I. Then Kris and I tried to sing with Laurie, which was quite lovely, except now none of us live anywhere near each other. Then of course I had the incredible privilege of singing with Joy...oh my word. And yet as nice as it was to sing together (despite her barefootedness!) we are no longer together to sing except for a rare living room experience. Now Kate and I can sing on occassion when the Sunday morning schedule is favourable to us, which is nearly never.
So I wait for my missionary friend Kristina to return so we can sing with Martins tracks that cut out and microphones that sound like spaceships.
I wait to sing with Joy even though we pick "slow songs" instead of "something the women can clap to".
I will try to sing a grace with Laurie this weekend over our belated Thanksgiving.
I will hope for another Kate date.
oh. And I will thoroughly enjoy these Wailin' Jennys. They are delightful.
Beautiful Dawn by the Wailin' Jennys
Take me to the breaking of a beautiful dawn
Take me to the place where we come from
Take me to the end so I can see the start
There's only one way to mend a broken heart
Take me to the place where I don't feel so small
Take me where I don't need to stand so tall
Take me to the edge so I can fall apart
There's only one way to mend a broken heart
Take me where love isn't up for sale
Take me where our hearts are not so frail
Take me where the fire still owns its spark
There's only one way to mend a broken heart
Teach me how to see when I close my eyes
Teach me to forgive and to apologize
Show me how to love in the darkest dark
There's only one way to mend a broken heart
Take me where the angels are close at hand
Take me where the ocean meets the sky and the land
Show me to the wisdom of the evening star
There's only one way to mend a broken heart
Take me to the place where I feel no shame
Take me where the courage doesn't need a name
Learning how to cry is the hardest part
There's only one way to mend a broken heart
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(gulp)... shock of all shock... tears stream down as I listen to that! Awe, my friend. This week ended up being busier than I anticipated. I am hoping that next Wednesday you are available. I will be available. I will show up at your house by noon, if that works for you. MISSING you... so longing to sing soulful songs we can't clap to, while playing barefoot at the piano. Muah...
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