I'm sorry to keep harping on the MoTab broadcasts, but they are so incredible. This morning was another treat; however it was also great vindication for a director several of us have had the privilege of singing for: Alex Ruggieri. The choir did Tchnesnokov's "Now We Sing Thy Praise," in English. It was heavenly and made me weepy, but not nearly the way it did when we sang it in Russian for Alex. He felt all the Russian liturgical music so deeply and transmitted this love to the choir so well that it was often difficult to get through those pieces, and this one in particular. I wish I could remember the title in Russian -- all I remember is the "A-li (with a tilda, please) -lu-i-as" and the way they interwove and the way the bass section sounded. I can never thank him enough for those experiences. If you can find a re-broadcast I recommend it -- or, if you can cadge a recording from one of us (Greg, Cameron, Amy, Linda, or me), even better!
I keep remembering my setting apart blessing for the first mission Bob and I served in North Dallas. I remembering being told that I had a gift for loving and appreciating music and I was told that our Father in Heaven also loves music and that it brings him great joy when we produce it. That has stayed with me ever since, and has brought an additional measure of satisfaction to anything musical that I'm fortunate enough to be involved in.
I'm so grateful to be here.
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I believe I got to be present at the performance of that Russian piece in Pasadena. You, yourself provided me with tickets...as you often did for me in those days.
That you are here in close proximity to the choir and all that they do causes me to rejoice.
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