"She Who Sings Prays Twice"
Friday, February 22, 2013
Today would be my first music teacher's birthday. (Happy birthday in Heaven!). I was a very needy teen when I met her. She made the music room my sanctuary. She was my teacher for only 3 years. She chose not to continue teaching when her mother began to fail. It broke my heart even though I knew it was the right decision.
We stayed in touch over the years. Letters, cards, phone calls, sharing of hymnals and other music. I got to visit her for a glorious 2 weeks one summer.
Eventually, she retired to a home for deaconesses of the church and God called her home to sing in His choir.
Why the blog title? In that music room was a small burlap wall hanging with that phrase in colorful felt letters. After my visit to her, I cross-stitched the saying and bordered it with flowers from the Southwest and music notes. When she died, the people who cleared out her room discovered a card tucked in back of it with my name and address.
It is hanging in my home now. That saying may be my own epitaph (I have not decided).
Today I sang songs that she taught me. I know she was singing with me. Love without end.