Friday, December 11, 2009
gLee:
glee: open delight or pleasure; exultant joy.
Who does not want to experience glee on a daily basis? Perhaps Hannibal Lecter or Grouchy Smurf would not like to, but I certainly would. I find delight in many small things, such as a chocolate bar, my excited dogs when I enter the house, and most recently, the new fallen snow softly gathered on trees and buildings with Christmas lights popping through here and there. That was so beautiful, and it was then that I felt exultant joy or glee.
I have never been a habitual TV viewer. Sure, there are some programs that I try to watch weekly, but there are none that I am loyal to or none that I absolutely must watch. It has taken me a while to find a TV show that I yearn to watch; one that I just want more of. Over the past few weeks, I have been watching gLee, and when the show is finished, I just want more. It is like watching your favorite musical and when it is over, you need to hear it again, sing, hum, anything to carry on that joyous feeling that harmony and song instills in you.
I try not to sing out loud when others are around, including the dogs, because, simply put, I do not have a silky soulful voice. When I am alone, I will pull up You Tube or pop in a dvd of one of my favorite musicals, and start belting out the tunes. The dogs hate me then; out of kindness, I let them run to the shelter of the outdoors. What a joyous feeling it is though, to sing and listen to songs that actually fill your soul with happiness and harmony. I believe that is where exultant joy comes from.
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Marie Walker-Kennedy singing...Out Loud?!?! Oh my! Call 911! Call the EPA (Ear Protection Agency)! Ears will bleed! Skulls will explode! The world as we have known it will cease to exsist! Run for your lives!
ReplyDeleteHAH! Just a little humor, but not sinister humor. I catch myself at work singing the oldies R&B stuff. You know, the Commodores, Lipps, Inc., KC & the Sunshine Band, Chic, and the rest of the 70's funk. I hated it when I was a teenager, for I was a metal head. Quiet Riot, Ozzy, Iron Maiden, and others were my musical taste back then.
When we turn the SAT radio to the 80's pop, Foreigner, Journey, Pat Benatar, and others are sung with no consideration for my fellow man/woman. Fortunately, I am in an area by myself on night shift. Only the machines hear me sing...Perhaps that is why they give me so much trouble from time to time?
This is not glee for me, though. My glee is to see my children grow up, and learn about life. To see the developement of my Little Elise who a year ago could hardly speak a coherent word, and now she speaks almost as a five year old should. Joy fills my soul to see my family come together and talk about things in the world today. I have great joy in going on a date with my wife, and just letting her tell me all she has on her mind. I count it great joy to listen, and be a part of her life, as well as my childrens life.
My greatest joy comes when I read the Word of God, or sing an old hymn that really touches my heart, and fills my soul with joy. At church, Mom would sing the song, "The Old Rugged Cross" with tears in her eyes. I will never forget it as long as I live. The joy of seeing Mom's face as she sang that song was priceless! Now to hear Janet sing this song just floods my soul with joyful memories. She has such a beautiful voice, and uses her voice to sing songs to lift your soul to heaven.
I am a truly blessed man, and have more joy than I deserve. The joy of the Lord will be my strength!