What About Our Dreams?

I can't get this song out of my head. It's "Hi-Lili, Hi-Lo." About a month ago I decided I wanted to learn it to sing it at my monthly singing engagement, but today I am considering not doing that for the simple reason that it goes higher than I'm comfortable going and I'm tired of changing the key on most of the songs I sing. And that is how I figured out today why people need to work together. All my life I sang alto. My voice is not high. I have always changed the key to songs that were written too high for me to manage. My range is just not that great. And if the range was too wide, I just didn't sing the song, period. So, why should this matter to anyone? Besides having a rather low and limited range, I have always really enjoyed singing harmony. It seems to have come naturally to me because I was raised in the Episcopal Church, and the songs were always too high for me, so if I wanted to sing, I had to find another part. I guess you could say my ear for harmony developed in a more or less natural progression. Another reason I like to sing harmony is because my dad and his second wife and my brother I and her two used to sing together, and so, beginning around fourth grade I learned to sing harmony on old songs like "When You Wore a Tulip" and "In the Evening by the Moonlight." I especially remember my dad teaching me the harmony part to "Tell Me Why the Stars Do Shine." It was magical. The memory of that still is. It would be great if we would all think of ourselves as playing a small part in a large orchestra, in which every part contributes to the whole to produce a beautiful sound. In Romans 12 and 1 Corinthians 12 there are similar metaphorical references, the community of believers being compared to a human body, no parts being nonessential but all working together, with Christ as its head. I imagine that this is what God's original plan may have been for all of humankind to work together in harmony in this way, but, clearly, things haven't worked out quite that way. I have been listening to some pretty piano and violin music with birdsongs in the background because I am hoping to read myself to sleep in a few moments. We are in a heat advisory, it is 94 degrees outside, and I do not wish to go anywhere at all. I did my traveling this morning when I drove over to Aldi to buy a ham and Swiss quiche for breakfast and pick up another important item, all of which wore me out because it was so hot. So, quickly, back to the subject of working together, in my decision not to sing songs I can't reach comfortably the high notes on, if there is no one to sing the lead part, I will probably have to abandon the song, as beautiful as it may be. And to touch lightly the subject of "dreams," not the kind you have when you're asleep but the kind you have in your heart for your future, well, at this stage of my life, I figure most of my future is now, and, quite frankly, I disapprove of messages like I heard on the radio yesterday that said, "God cares about your dreams." I think God cares more about our relationship with Him and with others, so that if our dreams are His dreams, we are probably on the right track, but if not, then, no, I would not count on God bending over backwards to give us those "dreams." Just something to think about. Break time, later, my friends. I love you.