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Saturday, June 27, 2009

Music


Photo by Dan Felstead
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Suggested Prompt...
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Include music in some creative way in your writing today.


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The stage was set. Behind the pulpit stood the music stands, the sheet music, and Gary's beloved silver trombone.

The congregation was trying to update its appeal, even giving the young people a chance to showcase their talents.

Gary wasn't athletic. He wasn't handsome or funny. He was nice Christian young man who did have a gift for music.

The church had never seen this side of him. Too bad it took 16 years for them to find a place for him to shine... but everything was set, even the dramatic light on the silver trombone. It was as if God was there for a recital.

The music was about to begin... in the sanctuary and in Gary's life.

Don



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2 comments:

Don said...

The stage was set. Behind the pulpit stood the music stands, the sheet music, and Gary's beloved silver trombone.

The congregation was trying to update its appeal, even giving the young people a chance to showcase their talents.

Gary wasn't athletic. He wasn't handsome or funny. He was nice Christian young man who did have a gift for music.

The church had never seen this side of him. Too bad it took 16 years for them to find a place for him to shine... but everything was set, even the dramatic light on the silver trombone. It was as if God was there for a recital.

The music was about to begin... in the sanctuary and in Gary's life.

septembermom said...

Life's chaos halts,
when music lingers on.

Life's routine diverts,
when music turns a head.

Life's pain lessens,
when music cradles the soul.