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Topic: Music (03/08/07)
- TITLE: One More Time, for Mom and Dad
By Sheri Gordon
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Wait ‘til you see the lakes. Crystal clear cobalt blue. You know how your breath is taken away every time you reach the crest at Oh! Ridge? That isn’t even a prelude to what’s waiting for you here. When the sun hits just right, the lakes look like magnificent fields of sparkling sapphires. And you can’t even begin to imagine the absolute beauty of the rainbow trout; more colors in the spectrum than you can count. The fishing is great. You’re dad’s in heaven, of course. He acts like a giddy school kid when he talks about all the perfect fishing spots to show you.
And I can hardly wait until you hear the wonderful music. The choir is astounding. So many voices blending perfectly, filling the heavens with their brilliance. When we first arrived they were singing “When the Saints Go Marching In”, and your dad started marching right along -- with a parasol and everything. I know -- I couldn’t believe it either. He had so much fun. Watch for him when you get here; I’m sure he’ll be part of your homecoming parade.
Speaking of parades; the bands are incredible. Remember watching the big marching bands, thinking they were so impressive with their perfect precision and powerful sounds? Just wait ‘til you see a parade here. The bands go on for miles and miles, never missing a step, and they play so majestically that their music penetrates your very soul. The heavens are filled with the resonating sounds of a multitude of musicians playing thousands of different instruments; instruments I can’t even begin to describe, with sounds like nothing you’ve heard before.
Oh, and there’s an enormous pipe organ. I never dreamed I’d get the chance to play an organ like this. The tones are so pure; soothing the soul yet energizing the spirit at the same time. And the acoustics are incredible; the sound reverberates forever. When the Master organist plays, it is completely mesmerizing and awe-inspiring.
“And now the girls would like to sing.”
The pastor looked at Chuck and Jo’s three daughters sitting in the front row; paralyzed from the overwhelming shock which had taken over their lives. When the pastor’s words finally broke through the suffocating fog in their heads, the girls nodded slightly, indicating that they wanted to give this a try.
The three sisters clasped hands, each silently pleading with God to get them through. ’Please God, let us sing one more time for Mom & Dad.’
Before a note was even sung, muffled sobs crescendoed to unabashed wailing throughout the cemetery.
You said you’d be there for all my tomorrows,…”
Chuck, listen. Our daughters are singing. They sound like angels.
Three voices lifted to the heavens. Three voices in perfect harmony. Three sisters singing one last time for their mom and dad; tragically ripped from their lives without warning.
I know you are thirsty, you won’t be denied.
I felt every tear drop, when in darkness you cried.
And I strove to remind you, that for those tears I died.’”
We did it. We sang for Mom and Dad. Thank you God.
Please don’t be sad. We know you miss us, and we miss you, too. But we’re here … waiting. It won’t be long. And you still have work to finish. God has marvelous plans for you, and He needs you there. Remember, always give your best effort, and you won’t be disappointed.
Take care of each other. Give lots of hugs to our grandkids. Know we’ll be together again. And eat chocolate everyday. We’ll see you soon.
“Good-bye Mom and Dad. We miss you. We love you -- see you soon.”
We love you, too. Good-bye.
Lyrics taken from, “For Those Tears I Died”, by Marsha Stevens.
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