Dear wonderful, incredible, patient and understanding second-grade church choir director,
Just in case you were curious….
I know….right? I’m just as surprised as you are.
I always told you that….I knew that I knew…..that I knew….
….I was going to stand on the stage of a Broadway play.
To me….it wasn’t really a question of if….more of a question of when.
You see….I knew that one day I was going to be discovered singing quietly to myself in aisle seven of Wal-Mart. The notes would dance softly across the polished linoleum floors….into the waiting ears of a big Hollywood agent who would immediately….on bended knee….offer to represent me.
And then he would whisk me away to the Broadway stage…..
….to a world of fame and fortune and a long and illustrious singing career.
It was going to be amazing.
I couldn’t wait to see my name in lights.
Except for one, tiny, insignificant, often-overlooked, miniscule detail.
I couldn’t sing.
Not even a note.
I can remember when you had me try out for the solo part in “Away in the Manger” in the Christmas program at church.
I sat at the piano in the music room and you listened so patiently to my enthusiastic over-the-top-complete-with-choreography-totally-off-key rendition of the song.
And after the first verse….you stopped me quickly with an awkward smile and asked me if I was nervous….
….and offered to play the song on the piano for me so I could hear the notes.
I took this as an encouragement.
Step 2 in the audition process.
And so I sang louder and stronger with more gusto and proceeded to act out the entire first verse of the song.
And when I finished…..
…..you simply sat there for a moment without saying a word.
Then…in a sweet and gentle voice….you told me I was amazing and that you loved my dramatic song interpretation….(especially the part when the cattle were lowing).
And even though you thought that I would have made a wonderful soloist….you had decided…..with moves like that…..
….I would make the perfect innkeeper’s wife.
And I was.
An amazing non-singing innkeeper’s wife that is.
I never sang a solo in that children’s choir.
But life went on.
And I grew up and got married and had four children and moved to a farmhouse in the middle of nowhere.
However….the story doesn’t end there.
Because you see I write this blog. And sometimes people read it. Wonderful, incredible people with connections who invited me for a behind-the-scenes tour of the musical Jersey Boys.
The show was truly, truly amazing.
And last week I had the joy and privilege and honor of standing on a Broadway stage with one of the stars of the show and one of the most incredible voices I have ever heard, Joseph Leo Bwarie.
And so dear wonderful, patient and understanding second-grade church choir director….
….let’s let him do all the singing. 🙂
PPS I’m sharing some fun spring decorating ideas over at the Homes.com blog today. You can check it out…here.