Yeah, so... I haven't posted anything in a while. I need to be studying, but I just can't seem to concentrate on more US History. But don't worry, I'll get caught up.
Right now I'm sitting at my grandma's computer and listening to my uncle play his guitar. He's actually very good. I like music.
When I went to the symphony and heard the Lord of the Rings Symphony two weekends ago, I had a bunch of thoughts that I wanted to blog, but I didn't get the chance, and they were lost in the chaos of life. I'll try to bring them back to the surface of my mind, but I have to apologize. They won't be nearly as grand or profound as they were that night.
Alright, so first of all, I think that music is the soul's language. I know most of you are thinking "Whoa, Sarah, how original - not," but bear with me. I think I've probably heard people say stuff like that a million times, but it really hit me while I was sitting there listening to that beautiful music. There were times during the symphony that I didn't have a thought about Middle Earth. As I sat there, often with my eyes closed (despite a beautiful slideshow by one of my favourite artists), I was first struck with the beauty of many people playing their part in harmony. Then, I got that feeling.
You know the feeling, I'm almost sure. I've probably talked about it before. That horrible, wonderful feeling that you get when Fall's change is in the wind, or after a party. That feeling that everything is so good, but there is something WONDERFUL that you don't have. You want something, but you don't know what. You're maybe even afraid of something, though you have no idea why or what it is you're afraid of. Change? Who knows. I used to hate that feeling.
But now I love it. It makes me indescribably happy, because I know what that wonderful thing is that I want: God. But more than that, I know that someday I'll get there. I'll see Him! So then this feeling is like a preview, showing me just enough to make me want it.
Anyway, I got that feeling. I listened to that music and my soul screamed "Yes! THIS is what I understand!" For the most part there were no words (or at least none in English) until the end credits songs. But my soul understood. Those beautiful notes said more about the beauty of God than any words could have.
And then, at the very end, she sang Into the West. Oh I love that song. I've often thought that it is so close to a Christian song, and after the worship service of the music before, I felt so even more. It so perfectly describes my view of death. It made me cry a little - well not cry cry, just wipe a few tears. Everyone else probably thought it was because I'm a LOTR fanatic (which 1. They probably weren't even looking at me & 2. I'm not anymore).
Well, that was my experience. I guess I pretty much rambled and did a terrible job of capturing the beauty that I felt. Sorry. If it ever comes again, I would strongly recommend going.
Have a glorious day.