Good and Long

Last week I found myself here

with my good friend Em,

for the purposes of this:

Early Friday and Saturday morning, I drove to her in-laws,

took in this view, 

and then Em & I drove together 

through mountains and red-rimmed trees

toward these fine folk:

Then Em climbed on the podium

and told them what was what,

and we made some fine music finer.

I watched this friend--whom I met in a choir situation much like this and have known a long time--walk in her giftings. I worked a bit, with the pianists. And I marveled at the opportunity to teach some children more about what we've worked on for so long. 

Eventually, the people came to hear us

and we were all very glad for the experience.

The musical experience in and of itself would have been just fine,

but this lady and I were grateful for some good old-fashioned

quality time.

Talking deep, and letting the Lord speak.

In friendship, good and long.