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Over the years, the value of music and singing has been immeasurable
for me. I was raised in church. Everytime the doors were open, we were
expected to be there. My mother encouraged me for as long as I can remember
to join singing groups at the church. She knew that if I could be drawn
in by the music, I would stay in church. She was right. I stayed in
church; I took voice lessons; I sang; I belonged. For a teenager and
young adult, this is very important. After marriage, children and then
divorce, I allowed life to get in the way of my music, my singing, and
church.
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was a long road back. But, after over 15 years of not singing and not
even attending church, I returned to sing in a special Easter Service
while living in Dothan, Alabama. The sense of belonging returned. The
void that had not been filled, was filled. Once you have known what
it is to worship with music, nothing else will satisfy.
After moving to San Antonio I again let life take over. It wasn't
until a friend again invited me to sing with the choir at Christ Episcopal
for the Christmas
program that I was able to commit in a small way to sing again. Then,
two days before the special event, my daughter gave birth to a tiny
3 lb. 5 oz. baby boy with very special needs. Although I was not able
to sing, the choir stood by me and provided the care and concern that
I desperately needed at that time.
God knew the problems that my grandson and my daughter would be having
and He led me to a church and a choir that would give me the support
that I would need as an individual and in turn provide me with the opportunity
to sing again.
Choir to me means friendship, support, family, belonging and an opportunity
to give back to God the talent He has entrusted to me. To whom much
is given, much is required. You could even say, to whom even a little
is given, that little is also required.
—Dorothy
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