“The music, while it lasted, brought a new world into being.”
– Wendell Berry in Jayber Crow
My seven-year old daughter, Claire, is always squirmy. Except when she’s on my lap at a concert listening to Sara Groves sing Fireflies and Songs. In that moment, and that moment alone, she’s entranced and deeply contented in a way that reveals itself in a few motionless moments. As the song began, she leaned over and whispered into my ear, “Dad, I know this one.” Then she kissed me on the cheek, settled into me, and sat perfectly still and happy.
And I do. But so does she. And so does her mom, sister, and brother. It’s what we do.
Let me commend good music to you and your family. May you put on a favorite album this weekend and experience the new world it brings.