22 November 2010

Or Whatever May Be

If it has not been made clear to you, this week I'm focusing much on two things: 1) memories of the Galilee and 2) things for which I am thankful. I suppose I probably did not make that clear until that sentence. Well, now you know.

This post is a combination of the two.

We spent ten life-changing days in the Galilee, and one of those ten days was Shabbot. We met with the Tiberias Branch for our church services that Sabbath, and the branch asked our religion class to provide the talks and a musical number. Our wonderful New Testament professor asked Seth (bass number one) to coordinate the musical number about two weeks before we left, and Seth promptly came to me to request my services as accompanist. I complied, and spent the subsequent two weeks spending all of my limited spare time learning the piece. It was a powerful piece; he hand-picked the group based on who he thought would blend together best after listening to them all sing during the first half of the semester. I loved (loved, loved) accompanying that group.

Victor Hugo said, "Music expresses that which can not be said and on which it is impossible to remain silent." I have found this to be true, and I am grateful that I have the ability to express myself through music. I am also grateful for people who allow me to exercise my talents; I sincerely enjoy accompanying, particularly in church settings, and playing that song in Tiberias overlooking the Sea of Galilee (and then once more in the Jerusalem Center overlooking the Old City) was perhaps the best accompanying I have ever done. It helps me heal.

The video was recorded by Tim Bradshaw in the auditorium of the Jerusalem Center, and a copy was made for all group members. So thanks, Tim. I appreciate it.


  1. Don't worry--this movie totally made me cry! I felt sooo homesick. And it still sounds so beautiful. I feel so blessed that I got to go to Jerusalem with the most talented group of people. You, Allison, rank among the top of the most talented!
    p.s. this is Heather, not Mitch

  2. Heather, I'm a little disappointed that I didn't make Mitch cry. Oh well. I'll just have to try with something else.

    And I'm so glad we were there together, too :)