My parents have had season tickets to the Philharmonic Symphony for many years and attend about 8 concerts during the year. Today was the last performance of the season. They asked if I wanted to go too, which I did, so my dad purchased a ticket for me a few weeks ago. We got all ready to go and my dad went to retrieve the tickets from the usual spot he kept them. They were not there. My mom, dad, and I went through everything that we could think of – a couple of times – but no luck. We prayed to St.Anthony to help us locate them. We were just about to give up and as my dad checked one more time, he did not find the tickets, but he did find instructions on what to do if you lost them. We headed down to the performance center and told them our dilemma. The young woman at the counter said it was no problem and not to worry if it happened again. She printed new tickets for us and we got in the hall just in the nick of time before they closed the doors for the first half of the performance. There was a strings group that played Bach for the first part of the concert. I thought of the high school concert I just saw and wondered how many of them may go on to perform in this type of setting. The second half was “Rite of Spring” by Stravinsky. I remembered hearing it as a child. There were over 100 musicians on the stage so it was as entertaining to watch as it was to listen to. There were times when there was only one instrument playing and it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Then another instrument would join in so they were together, yet playing different tunes. At other times the entire orchestra was booming so loud my mother said it was overwhelming – and she had taken out her hearing aides. The piece is complicated and at times seems chaotic. Yet, when combined the sound and tune was like no other. This made me think of the way we live our lives. Sometimes there is just one voice calling out, or one person doing their thing. Then, if others are willing, they can join in the cause. It doesn’t matter if they are different or not on the exact same note or beat. Sometimes we feel like everything is in chaos. Yet, if we come together for a greater cause or purpose, we can literally make beautiful music together.

I Found God today in an afternoon of beautiful music and a new insight, and I am so grateful we were able to attend.