❤️The Choral Director is both a position of privilege and responsibility.
The world we knew how to produce choirs in is gone. What was a compact sound bubble, a cocoon for each section in the choirs we all knew for all our lives is now not so. The silence and the isolation vocally were so genuine a struggle for every choir member the world over.
Thank God we have resumed singing again in a safe environment. At our rehearsals, Thank God all of our choir have survived the silence.
I feel that I watch a genuine evolution each week in Caritas from October 1st, we began to re-meet.
However tonight, in that room I sensed that it was the night to begin thinking about that wee bit of physical space between us, and how to fill it. I opened that topic and how the absence of…
Sometimes you feel that you can’t face the battle. Sometimes you don’t feel courageous at all. Sometimes it all feels too much. Too overwhelming. Sometimes you feel that you just can’t go on.
On days like this, when you’re fighting all the darkness, is there something you can do? Are there steps that you can take? It can often be helpful if you have ideas at hand – for you won’t have the energy to think at those bleak times. So here are some thoughts; a few things that you could try:
1. Acknowledge how you feel. Don’t try to sugar-coat it. You need to be authentic; you deserve to be authentic. Also, you can’t keep pretending, or keep faking how you feel. Eventually you’ll crack, and the feelings will seep through.
2. Work on developing a self-care routine. It will give you something to look forward to, and…
A couple of months ago I had a medicine change. I was taking seraqole. I completely stopped taking it and started taking Vraylar. Well that really didn’t work out like I wanted it. So about a week ago I went back on my seraqole. I’m starting to feel my normal self again. I’m really not for change so I am not going to be changing my medicine again soon.
This past weekend I went and visited with my mom. It was a ok visit. I was triggered a couple times but got through it. I am really glad to be home.
15 I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.16 You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you.17 This is my command: Love each other.
Jesus, tender lover of my soul,
Pardoner of my sins, and friend indeed,
Keeper of the garden of my heart,
Jesus, Thou art everything to me.
Jesus, Thou art everything to me;
Jesus, Thou art everything to me;
All my lasting joys are found in Thee;
Jesus, Thou art everything to me.
What to me are all the joys of earth?
What to me is every sight I see,
Save the sight of Thee, O Friend of mine?
Jesus, Thou art everything to me.
Here I lay me at Thy bleeding feet;
Deepest homage now I give to Thee;
Hear Thy whispered love within my soul;
Jesus, Thou art everything to me.
This lovely song of consecration was written by Edward Henry Joy – an early-day Salvationist born in Canterbury, England in 1871. Later, he was a bandsman at Folkestone Corps before becoming an officer in 1894. He had only one corps appointment – at Tunstall, where he was also responsible for Golden Hill outpost. After this, Joy served in local administrative appointments until 1917, when he was transferred to International Headquarters, as Under Secretary in the Foreign Office. After some international travels, he was appointed to Western Canada as Immigration Secretary, and then Editor-in-Chief. In 1932 he became editor of The War Cryin South Africa. Colonel Joy retired in 1938 and in the following year returned to England, where he died in 1949.