This weekend was full of excitement! I sang with the choir in Evensong and Eucharist Pentecost services, marched in a Fife and Drum Memorial Day Parade, finished one of my last weeks of school, and helped with Elements Theatre Company’s performance of “The Dining Room”. I styled hair with my mother and sister (hence the salon name we gave ourselves, “Tingley’s Tresses” or “Tingley sTresses” depending on the situation). It actually went a lot better than I thought — given that it’s a mother and her two teenage daughters. I learned more about the play, about stage hair dressing, and about the ins and outs of behind the scenes work. I hope I can help with the next play.
Last Friday night I attended opening night of “The Dining Room” presented by Elements Theatre Company. Actually it is my sister-in-law’s dining room – but it could have been my dining room – or your dining room. Sr. Danielle (Grace) could have been my mother (wow — did that bring back memories as I re-lived the reactions of her daughter Carolyn). Brad Lussier could have been my own “Father Knows Best”. The audience (who also played a role in this play) reacted in many different ways. Sometimes what felt very painful to me made other people laugh. Like reading a great book, I find myself thinking of the people in the Dining Room as real friends.
Sometimes the most unexpected things catch me up short and give me a fresh shot of energy. Getting out of bed was not easy this morning after two runs last night of our upcoming play “The Dining Room.” But I dragged myself to a brass rehearsal at 6:00am (leaving my dog snoozing soundly on his bed!) The first perk was playing “Be Thou My Vision” – one of my favorites – with a great brass group – what’s not to love? But what really caught my attention this morning, after slipping into my seat for Lauds and wondering if I’d make it through the service without falling asleep, was the introduction to the week’s hymn. Our organist was telling us a little of the history of the text written by John Bunyan as he sat in a prison cell, having already suffered tremendous personal loss. Singing his words I had one of those awesome moments where suddenly all life’s “problem’s” seem insignificant in the face of the hugeness of God and the fantastic and exciting adventure that it is to live the Christian life.
“He who would valiant be ’gainst all disaster, Let him in constancy follow the Master. There’s no discouragement shall make him once relent His first avowed intent to be a pilgrim.”
“Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit, We know we at the end, shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away! I’ll fear not what men say, I’ll labor night and day to be a pilgrim.”