I was late to bed last night, so when I awoke at 6, I fell back asleep while reading the book of Jacob. My alarm at 7 got me up to talk with my dear Virginia granddaughter, and then my daughter. It was really nice to catch up on things, especially the visit of my oldest granddaughter and my great-grandchildren.
Shortly thereafter I walked over to the Conference Center, entering just as the rehearsal was starting for the Labor Day Special of Music and the Spoke Word. The choir sang several pieces that I really like the music for,: "Praise to the Lord" and a new-to-me song set to Sibelius' Finlandia. The organist played his own arrangement of an Edvard Grieg piece, Norwegian Rustic March--that was amazing! Getting to hear this particular concert twice was such a treat. The tears definitely were near the surface many times.
I had about an hour before I needed to go to choir practice, so I did a few indexing names and finished my scripture reading. Choir is a bit light now on sopranos, so I will probably sing soprano until more people come to help us. We will sing an interesting piece in two weeks called "In This Very Room". I did not bring my own set of music home, but another sister had forgotten to turn hers in, so I told her I would take care of it. I did not know at the time that I would switch parts, but I think it was providential that I have the music to practice, since I have been singing alto since I got here. My range is actually mezzo soprano, but altos almost always are in short supply, so that is the part I have been singing. I will continue to sing alto in the Elijah Choir.
For Sunday School I went to the FamilySearch class, and I am so glad I did. I learned how to download 4 generations at a time from the FamilySearch collaborative tree to Ancestry's individual tree. I no longer use a stand-alone program, so I feel better having two trees in the cloud: the FamilySearch tree which other people can change, and the Ancestry tree that only I can change, although I have it public, so anyone who wants to can see it and contact me if they wish.
One of the sister missionaries from the Ukraine came to eat supper with me, as my Cuban sister went this weekend to visit family. We had a nice dinner together, and then she spotted tomato plants on my balcony. I was grateful to learn that she very much likes tomato--and that she would very much appreciate having the plants. She also has a balcony, but it faces south, not north, so the plants should be delighted to have more than the tiny bit of sun they got on my balcony. She talks to the plants, too, so they should be very happy [whether that just gives them more carbon dioxide, or if they really understand speech!
My day ended with a nice talk and prayer with my Sweetheart. A Blessed Sabbath, indeed!
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