What Wondrous Love is This

Hello everyone and thanks so much for coming over to the Charmer blog. I wanted to take a few minutes to comment on the organ recital that we went to last Sunday. "Our" organist and "our" new church. (Even though Aidan was heard saying that he didn't really want to come back to church again that day; and he was welcomed to the wonderful world of PK's.)

Have you ever been to an organ recital? They projected her image on a big screen in the front of the church. We could see her hands flying all over the multiple keyboards and push/pull controls of the organ.

But it was the feet that really stunned all of us, even Amanda. Our organist's feet moved like Fred Astaire's. She was like a tap dancer, perfectly timed and agile, toes and heels dancing up and down the pedals. She even wore shoes that resembled beautiful yet sturdy tap shoes. That means all her hands and feet were moving in syncopation. I couldn't even count how many rhthyms she had going. She was like a painter producing a masterpiece in fast speed; the orchestral vision coming out huge pipes and filling up a whole sanctuary. You can't imagine that anyone could be hard wired or trained to do that.

"Some people are more than human," said the guy who sat in front of me. "How does she do that?"

I don't know. I had no idea that organists moved their feet in that way.

Anyway, so Bob let me pick out a hymn for his ordination service this Saturday in NYC. By the way, you are all invited. This is such a big deal, and yet we have barely had a chance to plan or send out proper invitations. Once again we rely on the grace of friends and family to pull it all off. I choose "What Wondrous Love is This." I think it's an American slave song. Here's an Irish version found on youtube, with some nice video of Greystones, Ireland.



With love, T