Thursday, December 08, 2011
3 John 1
13 I have much to write you, but I do not want to do so with pen and ink. 14 I hope to see you soon, and we will talk face to face.


Sometimes I forget that God doesn't speak with me through pen and ink. And though it's not for me to behold His glory by 'meeting Him', surely I've seen His hand at work, and surely the Kingdom of God has come, and the blind has seen..


And I want to remember the oldpeople Christmas party we had. I thought it was an extra-long full dress rehearsal. (Dissertation has done me good. I'm typing in full. Subconsciously!) But when the old ladies and gentlemen started pouring in, the smell of oldies came in through the chilly night as well. Some with smiles, some with not much expression...It always touches me each time...seeing how God has preserved them physically, mentally, emotionally and...spiritually. One of them turned 90 that day! I think...perhaps, as young people, loads of things distract us from God...downplays the centrality of God in our lives. Perhaps, if I get to live to an old age, different things will create the same effect/danger.. maybe I get so good and doing something, supposedly for God and His people and I've forgotten that we're saved by grace. Maybe my joints will all be hurting so much that I feel miserable. Maybe ... ): and I don't see the point anymore.
But I was really glad, from deep down, about the manner in which we were gathering. It was just special.


The MC was charming and witty with his lines. I wonder if he was a lot 'worse' as a lad (: The soprano soloist reached notes a piano can reach. God, what a mix of anatomy and skill. I wonder how she feels singing. The oboe? was just creating such a beautiful and deep sound, at both ends of the register. The violin duet was just seamless, shrill in a clear and gentle way?! And the piano solo...was just mindblowing. I havnt seen something like that in a long time. And I was sitting in front of the piano, which meant being able to see the full expressions of the player. It was quite cool how he always glanced upward towards the right when he was nearing an emotion change. Maybe he has a ... database of emotions in his brain. It was a really aggressive, intense and strong piece. Even in volume and technique.


I loved the french horn song solo. His voice is...sound-of-music-worthy. And the recitations were refreshing though I totally did not get the accent from the first one, and the second one was...alright. The dinner was simple and good! No mess. I also sat beside a professional piano player for the first time and discovered many common interests. The piano duet was just really cute, how these 2 oldies played with such zeal. Super precious. Then there were 2 octet items and the quintet item I was part of. Gd experience and loads of laughter during the quintet item. I hope all the melodies resonate within the old peoples' hearts for many days.

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