Don't try to do that perfectly. Who knows what our "best gift" really is? The other night, I was washing the dishes and humming the finale to the Overture of Mozart's Marriage of Figaro. Why, you ask? Because I was tapping into a memory from 2nd grade, when I used to listen to my parents' classical records ad nauseam. As I washed dishes, it struck me that I could remember the cascading notes from clarinets and flutes in that piece, and I could remember noting that even when I was seven! Yikes.
So is music really my thing? I imitate well on piano, but I can't write. But I think I probably do have an unusual gift for music. Nevertheless, I'm glad beyond measure that Darin Ford is our Music Minister and that I get to preach and teach.
So find a passion rather than the passion and put it to work. You'll be happy you did.
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