black shirts

I love our black shirts. They look sharp on everyone, the logo stands strong, and they cover my sweat which is a must in this job. And a must in North Carolina where I walk outside into a wall of water (humidity for those in the West.) They’re perfect identification for the airport, church, and gas stations, and most appropriate for back stage at the theater. One place they are not: a baseball game in NC in 106 degree sunny weather. WOWSERS!

The baseball game featured first and foremost our kids. Their act came at the beginning and they even had people on their feet before they were done. Of course, I’m talking about the National Anthem, but they deserved all the spotlight they received. For the last couple weeks they’ve studied and rehearsed the song to sounding like one harmonious voice. We were lucky enough to hear the practice runs from the house.

So why Ugandans singing the USAmerican Anthem? Good question. In some ways it’s weird as I doubt I would ever go to Spain or Thailand to sing their anthem. And yet, I appreciated their gift in a way that their other songs can’t give. They took a song that I’ve treasured ever since my own experience singing it in six part harmony at KWHS for graduation, the Olympic torch relay, and track meets and gave it meaning and sparkle like I’ve not heard. It made me proud to have such a rich song to share and enjoy with my new sisters and brothers. While I did not give them anything, their pure devotion and 100% effort enriched my life beyond national patriotism, music to my ears, or parental pride.
It reminded me of God’s pure devotion to me.
And a desire to give it right back to him.
I just wish I could with such a good sound and cute smile. ☺