The streets of Wilmington were endangered yesterday morning. I admit it. As I drove my son’s stick-shift Camary to my Bible study, this song played on the radio. That’s when it happened. My body couldn’t stop moving as I drove. It’s a little hard to shift and dance at the same time. Nothing like a 46 year old mom dancing behind …
Listen for a Prelude
A violinist stands center field giving a unique touch to our high school band’s show this year. The melancholy tune adds a haunting melody that speaks to the soul. Their music tells a story. I wish I could describe it. The music crescendos with trumpets and tubas, flutes and clarinets, drums, bells, cymbals….ahhh the cymbals. My heart swells with the beauty of …
