Be Thou My Vision

I've probably mentioned this before, but Be Thou My Vision is by far my favorite hymn. (The old version, not the up beat new version with the different melody...). We sang it today in church, and it was wonderful because the orchestra is back from their "summer break". It was also amazing because Mr. Boehr was leading worship, and not the new young guy. Mr. Boehr is so awesome, he is so smart and he is so dedicated to the Lord. I noticed something about the orchestra today that I don't think I have noticed before. If you have ever watched someone play violin, you will notice that they usually lean or rock back and forth a lot. Well today during the big crescendo came during Be Thou My Vision, the entire violin section leaned at the same time, some of them were practically falling out of their chairs. I don't know why I found this so funny, I mean, I'm sure it happens with other orchestras. I want to join orchestra so bad, but I really don't think that I am good enough. All of the instruments either have microphones attached to them, or attached to their stands. That means no wrong notes, that also means that if I randomly stop playing they are going to turn my mic up which means my playing will be exposed even more. One of the oboe players broke her wrist or arm or finger or some sort of arm part last year, which opened up a spot, but I was too scared to try to take her place. This morning we also sang What a Savior by Laura Story. My friend Kaylee was standing next to me, she poked me and said, "It's your solo!". During the chorus Kaylee  and Lauren sang their respective Soprano 2 part, and I sang the Alto part. It wasn't the same as singing it in Girls Choir, but it was still good.

This evening I went to Nicole's wedding. Nicole is Kara's older sister, and she is my adopted older sister. She has been my role model since Kara and I became friends in like first grade. She is beautiful on the inside and out, and she loves the Lord. Nicole used to be our Nanny, so after spending entire summers with her, we became very close. (She could tell you numerous horror stories about babysitting us; we were very naughty children. One time we locked her out of the house for about half an hour. Let's just say I had trouble sitting down for a couple of days after the spanking we got from Dad that night. Ouch. It hurts just thinking about it.) It was weird to see her standing up there with her new husband. To me, she always be teenager-Nicole, not newly married Nicole. She was a major factor in my choice to become a Nurse. She will graduate from Creighton University School of Nursing this year. It's just strange to think that just a few years ago she was driving us to the pool, making us lunch, making sure we didn't kill each other, making sure we got our chores done, cleaning up our scrapes, cuts, and other "owies", and now she has to babysit her husband. Time has flown by. Nicole will always be like my older sister, and I can't wait to witness her pursue her walk by faith with her new husband.