Have any of you ever been walking through life, casually minding your own business, when a tiny bit of Heaven just drops on you?
Sometimes for me that has been a shaft of light through storm clouds or a sunrise or something like that.
Last Wednesday it came on NW 21st Ave on my way to happy hour through the inconspicuous guise of NPR.
Apparently this last Monday something virtually unprecedented happened at the Metropolitan Opera House. An audience was so moved by a performance that Peruvian tenor Jose Diego Florez gave an encore. They played part of his aria and my heart caught in my throat.
I have no idea what the premise of the opera 'The Daughter of the Regiment' is, or what Florez was singing about, but I think I may have come to a complete stop on the sidewalk while I just basked in the sound of that song. The sound felt like tangible beauty, and has been haunting me since Wednesday night.
You can listen to his performance here: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=89884693.
I have no idea why this song made me feel that way, but moments like that remind me that the Kingdom of God is pressing in all around us, if we are only aware.
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