Saturday, November 26, 2016

I always expect to hear the angels sing...

...when witnessing a dawn like this!
When I awoke this morning (refreshed and without an alarm – I sleep so much better alone) and glanced out the window, I didn't notice the sunrise because the action has shifted southward. But what glory met my eyes when I went to let the dogs out! The beauty was equal parts delicate and dramatic; I grabbed my camera and stood in the open deck doorway snapping away. I think the angels were singing; my ears are just too feeble to hear their frequency. ;-)

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The angels may have been singing along this afternoon, too. We ate dinner at my MIL's after church, then went with her and a friend to an assisted living facility. She had asked Brian if he would play a couple hymns on his violin for a lady they visit there twice a week, and he grudgingly agreed.
With some encouragement, he/we moved from the lady's room to one of the day rooms so more people could hear, and he ended up playing old hymns and Christmas carols for an hour. The joy he brought those residents was plain to see on their faces; there were even a few tears. I quietly suggested to Brian that maybe he could go back another Sabbath afternoon to play for them, and he seemed willing.

When I attended boarding high school, groups of us called "sunshine bands" bussed to nursing homes on Sabbath afternoons to sing for the residents, so today brought back memories. I will admit it was not my favorite activity as a young person; at this age I can appreciate much more what it means to shut-in seniors.

A lot older and a little wiser, at . . .

9 comments:

LannieK said...

What a truly amazing sight! Thanks for sharing it!
Tell Brian thank you, and that he'll never truly know the joy he is bring to those folks and how very much they appreciate it. My mom turns 92 this week and loves it when someone plays music at the assisted living facility she lives at. It doesn't happen often.

Retired Knitter said...

Having spent the last 3 years of my mom's life visiting her in an assisted and nursing facility I can assure you your son's gift of music was without measure.

Thistle Cove Farm said...

Angels singing or God whispering...either is good. Yes to doing things to make other's lives a bit happier, a bit more joyful. The older I get, the more those little things mean.
You're a wise woman, Michelle, many thanks for your comment on my last post.
Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas.

Mama Pea said...

I can only imagine the multitude of memories Brian's playing of songs and carols must have brought to the people in the care facility. Even just to see such a young, strong, musically talented young man . . . someone in the "outside world" with his whole life ahead of him . . . would cause many minds to relive other events in their long ago lives. I hope he does choose to return at another time.

Anonymous said...

:) He will remember it and he did go and do it! Helen

Sharon said...

What a good memory you just made for Brian and for the residences. Angels indeed :)

thecrazysheeplady said...

Good on you, Brian!

Claire Moxon-Waltz said...

Tremendous sunrise photographs - how lucky you were to capture those fleeting moments. Glad that Brian was able to bring happiness to the seniors. A lovely gift to them!

Michelle said...

Thank-you, everyone, for your comments about Brian's playing. I read them all to him to hopefully encourage him to do more; I'll keep you posted!