I attended Christmas Eve Mass last night with a friend. There was a concert before the Mass where many different pieces of music were performed by the church choir. One of the musical selections was a processional and recessional piece from Benjamin Britten's Ceremony of Carols called "Hodie Christmas". Putting it kindly it was performed badly. Very badly. It was well beyond what they were capable of.
Kudos to the choir director for being adventurous and pushing his choir to their limit, but there is reaching and there is overstepping and they overstepped.
Yet not knowing the mind of God, I can't assess it as a failure. I believe that God takes our failures and our limitations and spins them into meaningful patterns, that when completed, may have us gazing in wonder at the glory of God, even if it didn't start out looking so glorious.
I am trusting that that is how he is working in me, because I butcher even more than Britten on a daily basis.
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