My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

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thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Saturday, June 4, 2011

A Passion that Never Leaves


Waaay back in 1983 I was given the opportunity to join the 3rd grade band and learn to play an instrument.

I already knew how to play the piano and told my mom I'd like to join the band. She strongly suggested I play the flute. So I did.

I have played the flute ever since, although not on a regular basis since 1993 when I graduated High School.

During the years between 93 and 08 I played about 3 or 4 times a year for church. When I abruptly left the Methodist Church in May of 08 my flute was left in my piano bench as I moved to a new church where no one knew I could play.

And there it was to stay....until Lent of this year. Out of the blue I mentioned to my current choir director that the piece we were working on would sound really pretty with a flute descant.

And now, the cat's out of the bag!!







You would have thought all my years as "The Choir Director's Daughter" would have taught me NEVER to let the choir director know that I play the flute......



HA.



My director likes the flute so much that my ORDERS are, "I know you can't be here every week because of work, but everytime you come, bring the flute!!"



I have to say that picking it back up after 3 years has been harder than I anticipated. It has required that nasty P word.



(practice)



And yet, I have found myself looking forward to that P word every week. Planning my time around the need for it and losing myself in the joy of the passion that I've always had for making music.



A passion that, no matter how long neglected, will never leave.



And that passion gets extra boosts when my choir friend tells me 27 (yes, I counted) times one Saturday how much she "LOVES the flute!" And the guitarist states how much fun it is "having the Jethro Tull thing going here".



Welcome back to my weekly (if not daily) life, my old friend.




6 comments:

ellen b. said...

Nice! We had a flute solo at our wedding :0)

Harry said...

My daughter was so determined to play the flute that she took piano lessons from first through third grade following the advice of a professional flute player. She played flute until sixth grade, where she and another student went back and forth in first and second chair. Then she quit. The band director was as sad as we were.

Linda said...

Amanda plays the flute and the clarinet and can pick tunes off of a piano at will. I've never had any musical abilities so needless to say I am a bit jealous of those that do!

And yea, you should've known better!

Susan said...

This is wonderful Sarah. God wants us to use our talents for Him. You are :o)

Stephanie Jones Davison said...

You play the flute? How cool is that? I'll bet it adds so much to the service!

GrandmaK said...

Love this post!!! Mine wast he piano! Played the organ for 5 years. Well done and good for you! Cathy