i remember
standing in the hallway
by the gymnasium
eighth grade
the year almost complete
everyone goes
separate ways
to different schools
in a matter of days
i smuggled my walkman
to school
in a brown paper bag
with my favorite tape
unguarded
by amy grant
from my breaking heart
i wanted to play
the prodigal
for my best friend
my first christian friend
who was taking a different path
than me the next year
somehow i knew
we wouldn't speak again
or see each other again
and you know
i was right
so standing there
between classes
with the shouts of others
i turned the volume
all the way up
and played...
"I face the day again
Against the window pane.
I remain your closest friend,
And wish you back again.
You wonder how I feel;
You think you've pushed too far.
If only you could see this pen
Scribbling down my heart.
I'll be waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But I'll be waiting,
And when I finally see you come,
I'll run when I see you--
I'll meet you."
was i dramatic or what?
all these years later
after a detour into country music
my favorite singer remains
amy grant
for christmas
my husband teasingly gave me
a membership to her fan club
(after i asked for it two years in a row)
and for my birthday
he gave me tickets to her concert
she was coming to my state!
and i've been counting the days
ever since
see, part of the deal with her fan club
is that you can go to her sound checks
for free
just register beforehand and you're in
so i did
and you know what?
i met amy grant
it was surreal
she is so down to earth
and so real
but wait,
hang with me here
it's gets better!
well see part of the membership
also allows access to
these online message boards
and i read on those
that most people give amy
a card at the sound check
that felt fake to me
so i vetoed the idea
but then i figured
hey i can write a fan letter
i mean i am a fan
and as my husband so sweetly put it
i was going to the concert
three hours early
two and a half hours away
i was pretty much committed
to being a fan
so i wrote a little letter
just saying thanks
because her music
has really helped me
over the years
as we weathered
similar things in life
i gave it to her tour manager
as they quickly snapped my picture
with her
and it was over
i went on to the concert
it's amazing all the things you notice
when it isn't your first time
seeing the stage
or hearing the songs
a little after half way through the show
amy says that before the show
she received a letter
from a lady
and she just had to include a song
because of it
this lady and her had similar life experiences
my husband leans over
and says
is that you? is that your letter?
and i just nod
tears streaming down my face
amy says
so here's a song for my sister
and anyone else who knows
the healing power of God's forgiveness
and then she sings
my favorite song
as tears continued down my face
she sang a song for me
can you believe it?
it's been a week and a half
and i'm still wrapping my mind
around it all
on one hand
it seems like it was no big deal
and in the grand scheme of things
i guess it isn't
she's a regular person too
(a very famous one...)
but on the other hand
OH MY GOSH
it was so cool!!!!
which may explain
my psycho look in this picture...
was i excited or what?
