Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Simple Woman's Daybook



For Today...March 2, 2010 A tribute to Mr. Jonathan May ~ our teacher, our mentor, or friend.

Outside my window...
it is dark and and I woke to the sound of rain. Winter continues on into March.

I am thinking... about a friend that is gone. We all want to wake up to find it was just a dream, that he will be back to orchestra tomorrow. I can only imagine, if our pain is this great, how much more his family is hurting.

I am thankful for... the privilege and honor to know this man and for the gift of music he shared with all of my children. While the sorrow is heavy, I believe it is magnified because I am overwhelmed with thankfulness . No words can come close to expressing my gratitude.

From the learning rooms...things are a little quiet to allow for grieving, remembering and making music.

From the kitchen...comfort food.

I am wearing...yoga pants, t-shit and sneakers. I have started walking again and boy does it feel good.

I am creating... a booga bag and if it doesn't end soon I'm going to have to cast something else onto my needles. This bag has grown so big it may end up the size of a duffel bag.

I am going... to more orchestra rehearsals and a memorial service.

I am reading... my Bible.

I am hoping... God will show himself mightily in what we see as a tragedy. Amazing things are happening and will be shared in later postings. God is our comforter, provider and rock and He knows each tear that falls and each heart that is broken.

I am praying for... the May family and all of Mr. May's students.

Pondering these words~Jonathan May's advice to his students,"Reach for the highest levels and do not be afraid to try something different that is outside your ‘comfort zone'."

A dad, from our orchestra, spoke these words of comfort to Jacob, "You and Mr. May were pretty close there will always be a piece of him in you and your bow." (that will make a mama cry) Many men may think that but I'm not so sure many would be willing to speak it, Thank you Mr. D.

I am hearing... quiet except for the rain, usually I hear Jacob on viola at 6:30am.

Around the house... we have been working on getting things in order. It is clean and orderly and that has been a huge blessing. The small things seem insignificant in light this loss.

One of my favorite things... memories, through the eyes of my children.

A few plans for the rest of the week: clearing my schedule of anything unnecessary and loving my children just a little closer. Memorial service Thursday and dad said a special dinner out.

Here is picture thought I am sharing... at our last concert


Thank you Peggy for the Simple Woman's Daybook {follow links to read more}.

3 comments:

Diane said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rJJwGgmFTA

Come to me, you weary one.
And I will give you rest.
I will give you rest.
Come to me, you weary one.
And I will give you rest.
I will give you rest.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
Take me upon you, I will give you rest.

Come to me, you broken one.
And I will give you peace.
I will give you peace.
Come to me, you broken one.
And I will give you peace.
I will give you peace.
I will calm your waters, and I will whisper,
"Peace be still."
Take me upon you, I will give you peace.

Come to me, you burdened one.
And I will give you joy.
I will give you joy.
Come to me, you burdened one.
And I will give you joy.
I will give you joy.
You will rise like eagles, and my joy will be your strength.
Take me upon you, I will give you joy.


Come to me (x3)
I have been waiting for you here.
He has been waiting for you here.
Come. Come to Him.
Come and find your peace.
Come and find your rest.
Come and find your joy.
He is waiting here for you.
He is waiting here for you with open arms,
To hold you, to embrace your heart, to love you.
He is waiting here. (x2)

Breezy Point Mom said...

I am so sorry to hear about your tragic loss. He certainly was a wonderful person to everybody I know who has a child who worked with him. My children are younger, and my son is hopefully going to audition for FYAO this summer. I can't imagine the pain of the 1000 students who were blessed by him each week. I am sad, too, never having even met him, by the loss to all our friends, and the loss of what could have been, had he been able to bless our family, too. Peace. p.s. happy to "meet" you online. Your family looks beautiful!

Jerralea said...

Lisa, so sorry to hear of your loss of a friend and mentor. What a blessing for his family to know the impact he made in so many lives! Praying for God's comfort for you and your friends and Mr. May's family.