Tomaca's Opera

Yes, I am writing an opera. Don't know how long it will be, what it will sound like or what the theme is. Just know that it will be. The voice sings in my heart all the time, every day, every night. It is joined with a chorus of others in my head and sings to me.

Once I was the recipient of the most beautiful choral operatic performance that I ever heard in my life. It was during a long ride to a gig. It was dark, but the stars were brightly lit in the sky and I had a lot of road ahead of me. It just started out of nowhere. It was as if a chorus of angels was riding just above me and singing the most beautiful music. I don't remember what the words were. I don't remember how it was structured or even the voices that sang. But, I do remember how it felt and it felt amazing.

I believe in angels. I hear their voices sing and echo far more beautifully than mine. I embrace them and their joy. Pull the feeling into my life and hold onto much like a child would hug and squeeze a teddy bear as if they can squeeze the love out of it directly into their own bodies.

So this opera will be a reflection of who I am and the Creator's gift to me. The voice will resound and tell a story of some sort and look for lives to touch as it touches my own. And it doesn't matter if people remember the words or not. It doesn't matter if anyone remembers the structure or even that it is my voice that sang. All it matters is that they can feel the Creator's presence and His love in it and pull that feeling into their own heart and their own life for themselves.