Music

I love my Russian church. As a family we're getting to know some of the other members and leaders, and they are so passionate about living for Christ. I respect and admire them. I love how Russian our church service is, too. It's on the occasional side that we sing songs that I know the English lyrics to- we prefer Russian songs, and we praise God with Russian rhythms that just call my feet to dance!!

On Sunday the pastor's wife asked me to come to music practice with the musicians on Tuesday, and the music team practice on Thursday. I was so excited- I've been itching to play with other musicians for months- years! And all my memories from my years on the Grace team came flooding back- both the good and the difficult ones! All precious and character building, in their own way ;-)

Well, tonight was Tuesday and so off I went, caught the bus all on my own (a small feat in itself) and went to church and played. My guitar is getting repaired by the music master at the musical college in town (some of the cream-coloured capping over the top of the neck had chipped off) so I played an electric guitar. I found that my memory for chord patterns has improved with my age (which took a giant leap forward about 30 minutes ago!! (>_<) and everything I've ever learned came back to me. Woohoo!
I'm looking forward to Thursday. The team leader, Sergei, asked me if I can sing in Russian. I guess I can, if I have enough time to learn the songs. Now this WILL be a challenge!