It was a last minute decision for Matt and I to go to WHS and watch
Michael Mclean's The Forgotten Carols in mid November. Because of this there weren't any seats left together. Matt and I purchased tickets for seats that were on the end of two rows with one right behind the other. We found our seats and I sat in front of him. I looked over and realized I was sitting next to the janitor from the elementary school. I don't really know him but have seen his face since 2001 so we smiled hello. "
Hmm this is a bit awkward," I thought. As the play was ready to begin Matt was still sitting on an empty row of no-shows so I moved back with him. After the performance Michael gives a private concert of sorts for his home crowd. I had forgotten this, and though I don't mind it, it does get pretty cheesy. It's Michael Mclean after all. He has you LINK arms while the crowd sings, "We can be together forever some day." I was SO glad I was not still sitting next to the janitor! I mean, we really like JR Smith Elementary and it would be a shame to have to switch schools at this point.
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| The stranger that took our picture shouted out, "Act like you like each other!" |
The next concert I drug Matt to was downtown right after Thanksgiving. A friend from high school organized an Interfaith Concert for the second year in a row. I couldn't go last year and felt like I missed out. We left in plenty of time but since the lights had been lit just the night before it was so crowded and we couldn't find parking. I was already wondering if it was worth it. Matt dropped me off so I could pick up our tickets from will call. I had a chance to look at the lights and bask in the spirit there.
Thanks to technology I could watch on my phone and see exactly where Matt was. A soon as our dots on the screen matched up we headed out of the cold and into the concert.
It was held in the old Tabernacle, which was decorated so festive. We sat on the front row of the balcony. It was an inspiring evening. Some of the talent included were (I got the pic's from my friends FB):
- Vocal Point
- Jenny Oaks Baker
- Kevin Olusola from Pentatonix
I didn't know solo cellist could be so beautiful.
We walked around a bit before heading across the street to get our names on the list at Cheesecake Factory. We had 30 minutes to look at the lantern displays at City Creek before our table was ready. Our waiter was a vampire I think. He had slick black hair, white skin, blood red lips, and he knew the menu like he had been studying it for 100 years. Besides, it was getting awfully late and he didn't seem tired at all. Towards the end of our meal I asked Matt, "What time is it anyway?" He looked at his watch and said, "11:45 and we still have a mile walk to our car." Wa waaaa. It wasn't really that far but since it was cold it seemed that far. It was a late date night by the time we got home but we had such a nice time.
Before we headed across to City Creek for dinner we were able to get into the North Visitor's Center to see the Christus. After the recording stopped I turned around to look out the window. I gasped at the image of the resurrected Christ reflected over the Nativity scene.
I could also see the Temple. It wasn't until the next day in Relief Society when we sang He Sent His Son (CSB ), that I put it all together: How could the Father tell the world of love and tenderness? He sent is Son, a new-born babe, with peace and holiness...How could the Father tell the world of sacrifice, of death? He sent his Son to die for us and rise with living breath....What does the Father ask of us? What do the scriptures say? Have faith, have hope, live like his Son, help others on their way. This is where the spires of the temple come in. I had un-intentionally just come up with our Christmas Eve program.
What does he ask? Live like his son.
