From the time I was five or six, I was involved in church, singing in cherub choirs to adult choirs and quartets and even a solo or two. When I arrived in Washington, to help my son through the agony of the early death of his wife, I saw an article about a performance at the First Presbyterian Church of Bellevue. I decided to attend. I was hooked.
I showed up again the following Sunday, and the minister remembered my name despite having only met me once. Within a week I auditioned and joined the choir. I sang with this large and wonderfully supported group for nearly four years. And they supported me, singing for my wedding at BelPres in 1998. I stayed with it for a while after moving to Whidbey Island, commuting twice a week. For perhaps a year, I sang with Whidbey Presbyterian in Oak Harbor, and even had one or two solos.
In the year 2000, after my divorce, the death of my mother, and nearly ten of my close musician friends around the country, I moved from Whidbey to Enumclaw, I was able to attend a few BelPres summer choir services, but was not able to rejoin during the year because of a commitment to play timpani with the Renton City Concert Band on Thursday nights.
The choir, the music, and my faith in Jesus sustained both my son and me. He soon remarried. I became active at Calvary Presbyterian Church in Enumclaw as deacon, librarian, and choir member, along with my work as a timpanist in the Gateway Concert Band and editor for the Plateau Area Writers Association publications.
I have never forgotten the wonderful fellowship and professionalism of the BelPres choir members, organist, orchestras, and director, and I continue to visit when I can both the concerts of the choir and the Brass Band NW.
I have never forgotten the wonderful fellowship and professionalism of the BelPres choir members, organist, orchestras, and director, and I continue to visit when I can both the concerts of the choir and the Brass Band NW. After some absence, my partner, JoAnn, and I were able to hear the performance of Messiah on May 16 this year. Joyful tears were shed, as the music, the professional work, the logistics, and the message came together; the message, loud and clear: He will purify, like a refiner’s fire…if we only believe in Him.