After church last night, the kids and I headed over the river to enjoy a free performance by the Alabama Jazz Band. They were about ten members strong and brought an hour and a half of classic jazz. We loved it!
One of my favorite aspects of the evening was sitting beside Abbey. She was really into it. At one point she whispered in my ear, “It’s hard not to get carried away.” She noticed everything from all the racing fingers to when one of the saxophonists’ faces turned red from blowing so long. The foot tapping and head bobbing from the other children told me how they felt about it.
Jazz is special in that the players encourage one another through body language and facial expression, they take turns and genuinely get into what another player is doing, and there isn’t one star of the show; each instrument is vital to the ensemble in its own way. (There’s a spiritual lesson in there somewhere).
Today I am giving thanks for the gift of music. We don’t always enjoy the same movies, games, or books, but, regardless of age, we can all appreciate good music. I’m thankful for those musicians God has gifted with the ability and creativity to compose, arrange, and play music for us to enjoy.