A professor of mine likes to riff on gratitude--he says it is one of the foundations to worship. So when someone says thank you, one should be compelled to say, "no, thank YOU", "no no, thank YOU, for saying thank you" and on and on (this isn't to be standard practice, but the heart of gratitude is found in being thankful to another's thanks--make sense?). So, of the many encouragements that were bestowed last night "thank you" felt quite right. I found my lips smacking "thank YOU" right back. We planned this thing for many reasons--some of which were unapologetically selfish--but in everything we hoped to bless; to delight so much in the moments of creating beauty that others could share in such moments; that the love of Christ would be found in music and art and sitting beside your neighbor in silence.

So: Thank you.

And thank you to all who helped last night: who ran balls of yarn, signed language, projected screens, greeted, dimmed lights and on and on.

We shall do this again. Next time we'll print more than 150 programs.

Humbly,
Zadok