The Widow’s Prayer
Last week I was prompted to open up communication with a lady whom I haven’t spoken to in years.
For the first half an hour or so of the telephone conversation she recounted all the events occurring in her family.
On discovering that we now lived on acreage, she shared a funny account about one of her family members who happens to live on a major main road in Sydney. At his address traffic noise is at a premium all year round. He took a trip to a farm property in the bush, as we call it, and after the first night he reported to everyone present that he had been unable to get any sleep that night because of all the noise – God’s creation noise. I guess it’s what you’re used to.
In a slight lapse in the conversation I asked, ‘Heather, do you mind if I share with you about a project I’m working on?’
And that’s when I began to talk about the musical ‘The Cross & The Switchblade’ and about my plans to take it to New York.
