Sunday, January 30, 2011

JOSEPH

I just love it when one encouraging moment leads to thoughts that bring great happiness. I’ve mentioned this before but I love the big Broadway musical. I had season tickets with a wonderful friend for several years. I enjoyed most of them. Never really understood “Phantom of the Opera” until I saw a non-musical film that explained things. That only made matters worse. Everyone said the music is so beautiful. AND… We often say to youth that it isn’t the music but what the music is saying. I agree the music is beautiful, but the story is perverted. Some lecherous old man living in the catacombs of the opera house lusts after the lead female singer and controls her. Sick.

On the other hand “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat” is up lifting and a top tapper. This morning at church the pastor spoke from the story of Joseph and quickly walked through the story. I hope he didn’t notice my toe tapping and the bright smiles I had from time to time. But as he mentioned each part, I heard in my head the music and lyrics of Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Weber. I couldn’t help it. The musical accompanied the message and I almost laughed out loud at some of the very fun music. I especially like “Go, Go Joseph” which is encouraging him to interpret Pharaoh’s dream. It’s done to a calypso beat so my shoulders were shaking a little. I was in the last row so only the ushers may have thought I was having a fit.

Walking to the church was the longest I have walked in several weeks. But I took my cane and waddled over hoping the physical therapy had helped some. It had. I came home with a lilt to my step. Of course I was tire when I got back. But it was worth it.

The message was very motivational. One issue addressed was praying for those in authority over us. Good idea. I'm sorry about the whining about the head office. I know their staff as been cut and they are finally getting back on track financially. The top woman is responsible for all this and she has taken a great deal of guff from us old grippers. I will be patience. It will be hard, but I can do it — I think.

Now I got to go back and listen to my Joseph CD. I may even dance a bit, oh and — pray.

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