The Mormon tabernacle organ. The manuals on the Mormon Tabernacle organ.
Someday I will play this beautiful instrument.
Now pan to my first semester at BYU. Through my mom's promptings, I signed up for private organ lessons. After learning that I was expected to practice an hour a day for five days of the week, I chickened out and dropped the class, rationalizing that I just didn't have the time with my busy schedule.
Winter Semester 2010, the first winter semester as a married student. Once again through my mother's promptings I signed up for private organ lessons. My teacher was a grad student named Joseph. He pushed me harder than I had ever been pushed before. To meet his expectations, I had to practice those five hours a week and instead of resenting it like I thought I would, I adored it. Joseph inspired me to do my best and because I wanted to show him that I was a good organist, I worked my tail off. I had never played such difficult pieces before, piano or organ, but I enjoyed learning the new skills needed to pull them off. It was during this time that a member of our bishopric, who also happens to be a good friend of my husband's, heard me mention to Alan that I was off to play the organ. He inquired as to how long I had played and I told him and I rushed off not thinking anything about it.
Two months later I was called as the ward organist. I absolutely love my calling! Since I had started organ I had wanted to be called as the ward organist (I know, wanting callings is bad) and I was in heaven. But I started slacking off again. I didn't/don't practice throughout the week as much as I should and that has made for some embarrassing Sundays where I completely fall apart on a piece. But I still enjoy it and I'm trying to do better and magnifying my calling.
Well about one month after I was called as ward organist, our ward's high councilor was talking about stake callings and releasings and at the mention of Joseph's name I start paying attention. Since I had missed what he was called to do, I turned to my husband. "Stake music chair," he whispered in response to my question. And within two weeks, Joseph had called me to see if I would play in stake conference. What an honor! I said yes and started practicing like a good, diligent little girl should.
Once again stake conference has come around and Joseph has asked me to play. I am so grateful for this opportunity. I love playing the organ; I love the happiness it brings to my soul and to the souls of others. I was just practicing for it, and can I just say that it will be a lovely meeting and that I am so very excited for what our stake presidency is going to teach us.