I’m sitting in a church sanctuary, waiting for the Lovely Lady to finish a rehearsal. It’s a place of worship we’ve never been in, but somehow, we’re not feeling out of place.
The beautiful redhead is perched, with perfect posture, at the Steinway on the stage, taking instructions from a choir director she had never met before fifteen minutes ago. The folks in the choir loft are singing as she plays, while the director waves his hand in the air. She doesn’t know any of the singers, either.
It’s baffling. As if they have known her for years, they sing in tune—and in time—with the music that comes from her hands. Beautiful music, from both choir and piano—from strangers amalgamating their abilities and knowledge to achieve a goal.
Music, in circumstances that would cause us to anticipate chaos.
I have seen this more times than I can remember. Complete strangers, from all walks of life, come together with a common bond. A love of music, combined with an intimate understanding of the rules for making it—what we call theory—is all it takes.
I’ve played in orchestras, in quintets, in brass choirs, and in community bands. I’ve sung in church choirs, in small ensembles, and in mass choirs.
In each situation, we read the notes on the page, we hear the voices and instruments around us, and we follow our conductor.
No one asks about how much money we make. What our political beliefs are. What our cultural background is.
Together, we just make the music. Beautiful music.
I’ll admit it. I’m confused. No, not about the music. I’m confused about other situations in this world we live in.
There, the music is not so beautiful. Not beautiful at all.
And yet, the solution seems so obvious.
It does.
Maybe, we need another rehearsal or two.
A little practice at home wouldn’t hurt, either.
There is no longer Jew or Gentile, slave or free, male and female. For you are all one in Christ Jesus.
(Galations 3:28, NLT)So now I am giving you a new commandment: Love each other. Just as I have loved you, you should love each other. Your love for one another will prove to the world that you are my disciples.
(John 13: 34-35, NLT)© Paul Phillips. He’s Taken Leave. 2021. All Rights Reserved.