sometimes the highlight of my day is singing a church hymn in french.
i couldn't tell you why i love french so much. i just do. i love everything about it. the way it sounds. the way it feels in my mouth right before it becomes words. the way it feels as words in my mouth. sometimes when i speak it, i feel like i'm hearing someone else talk [those moments are magical].
one day a couple of weeks ago, life was a little rocky. i was on the up-end of a really difficult point in time, but i was still bruised. still a little down.
we sang a hymn in french. it's a hymn that i'm almost positive we don't have in english.
there wasn't any music that would accompany us on the church's website, so we sang a cappella.
the entire class sight read this music.
Souviens-toi, mon enfant:
Tes parents divins
Te serraient dans leurs bras
ce temps n'est pas loin.
Remember you, my child:
your heavenly parents
hold you in their arms,
the time is not far off.
(excuse my imperfect translation)
lovely, n'est-ce pas?