The Lava Pit of Life

Last week I missed two days of work, and came back on Monday. After having an extremely rough couple of weeks, I really did not want to come back. The minute I walked into the theatre, though, my students raced towards me to hug me & tell me that they missed me. I didn't realize how much I had been aching to feel loved.

My one autistic student said to me:

"Oh, we missed you so much. Your music is like... like an angel's harp in the lava pit of life."

Life really is a lava pit, isn't it. I am humbled by the fact that my music can be an angel's harp amidst the chaos to someone.

Amidst my chaos and my pain, I have been blessed with my own angel's harp to remind me every day that I am loved. Thank God for my students.