Learning Together

I like to listen to the radio in the car. As I have grown older, I have stopped listening to music as much (kind of funny for the Director of the Center for Worship Arts, huh?). I like to listen to talk radio. For a few years, I have been addicted to sports talk radio. When we were in Boston I loved to listen to Dale & Holly and the Big Show with the Big "O" on WEEI. Since we moved, I started listening to ESPN radio in Nashville, and fell in love with Mike & Mike, and could tolerate some of the others. About a month ago, 106.7 the fan unexplicably left, and I was suddenly listening to hip hop/top 40. Definitely not for me. So, I turned to trusty NPR, and listen as I drive to and from work (it's amazing how much more I know about what's happening in the world!).

In the evenings and in the middle of the day, they don't have talk programming but instead play classical music. I've never been much of a classical fan, but I have found it relaxing when I get into the car and listen to the sounds of soothing music. On our way home from church tonight, Ella hasked what kind of music that was and why there wasn't any words. I told her that sometimes Mommy liked to listen to this kind of music, and imagine what it is about. She began imagining with me: "This part is really scary, Mommy." "Now it's not scary, it's like a big, giant parade." "I can't hear the violins anymore, where did they go." And on it went for the 10 minute ride. I found that I, too, began to imagine what the music was describing, and it was wonderful. What a fun time to share together on an ordinary Wednesday night.