Yesterday I turned 47. I know, it's not a milestone or anything. I mean, I suppose it means I'm officially in my "late 40's," whatever that is worth. And sure, it means I'm within spitting distance of the big 5-0! Anyway, I just thought I'd take this opportunity to look back over the past year.
This time last year, I was beginning to prepare for my new church job at Grace UMC in Mt. Juliet, after 8 years at St. John's UMC. I was excited about the new opportunity, of course, but I had no idea what it would be like. I'm happy to say, it's been one of the greatest spiritual and musical times of my life, and it's still growing and developing. The staff is a dedicated, tight knit group of people, and the congregation has been friendly and welcoming. My daughters absolutely love it there, which makes me even happier. Good times all around.
Another musical chapter of my life came to an end, though. After thirteen seasons with the Nashville Symphony Chorus, 4 1/2 of those as Assistant Director, it was decided that my position would no longer exist. I was disappointed at first, of course. After all, the Chorus has been a big part of my life for most of the time we've lived in Nashville. I've had some wonderful musical experiences singing with that organization, and I learned a tremendous amount in my time as Asst. Director. But there is no rancor in my departure, and I'm looking forward to having more flexibility in how I schedule my church music. And so, life goes on.
Meanwhile, my daughters continue to grow, and continue to amaze me all the time. I was never sure, before our children arrived, what kind of father I would be. I think I'm doing okay, even though God knows I've made my share of parenting mistakes. Main thing is, I love my kids, and I love seeing then become who they're meant to be. I guess that makes me a successful dad. I hope so.
And so, here I am, 47 years old and--dare I say?--happy. It's not all "shits and giggles," as they say, but honestly, there are quite a few giggles along the way. Is life an adventure, a circus, a voyage, a vale of tears? Oh, it's all these things, and more. It can be messy, but it can be delightful. May I continue to enjoy a few more decades, God willing, and keep a smile on my face much of the time. Thanks for reading.
(adj.) wild and frenzied; from Greek κορυβαντες (Korybantes)