I've often said my (lay) ministry is music. I was exclusively woodwinds from 7 to about 30, when my wife suggested we join the church choir. (I'm a bass/bass, envious of the notes the baritones can hit.) My ear from all those years in bands and orchestras and my rhythmic sense and ability to "OMG, COUNT, people!" stood me in good stead in a choir that did really good music.
I know the Byrd, and have done it. I'm not surprised that it has brought someone, anyone, to believe in the divine. I was never a doubter (though my beliefs now, at 78, may cause a few ripples), but I have been, and will always be, a questioner, and there have been pieces that have been, well, reminders. For me, it's the "In Paradisum" from Fauré's Requiem.
Something in my eye...
I've often said my (lay) ministry is music. I was exclusively woodwinds from 7 to about 30, when my wife suggested we join the church choir. (I'm a bass/bass, envious of the notes the baritones can hit.) My ear from all those years in bands and orchestras and my rhythmic sense and ability to "OMG, COUNT, people!" stood me in good stead in a choir that did really good music.
I know the Byrd, and have done it. I'm not surprised that it has brought someone, anyone, to believe in the divine. I was never a doubter (though my beliefs now, at 78, may cause a few ripples), but I have been, and will always be, a questioner, and there have been pieces that have been, well, reminders. For me, it's the "In Paradisum" from Fauré's Requiem.