Holly and I love music and we are enjoying the music of the land of Jordan. There are song birds everywhere. Get into a taxi and the driver will often be playing loud traditional music. A guard at the gate has the TV on with a Jordanian singer lilting his tune. The people here like to sing. They have a TV program called Arabs Got Talent on which young people can strut their stuff in hopes of fame and opportunity. They sing in that beautiful Middle-Eastern scale I mentioned in an earlier blog. It sounds intricate and impossible for a westerner like me to emulate. It has a flow and movement much like our jazz but its tones are quite different and very pleasing to my ear.
Two young girls stood on top of the ruins of the Temple of Hercules in Amman and sang. I complemented them and they giggled shyly but continued to sing. A saleswoman in a tourist shop sang for me and then the salesman with her sang as well.
We walked into a church we found along the way and met a boy named Bashar. He showed us around and told us in his pretty descent English, the ministries that this lovely Catholic Church offered. Standing in this small chapel Bashar sang a worship song for us. Then we sang “Shine Jesus Shine” which he recognized. “I know that one,” he said with a big smile. Bashar invited us to come to his church. Here in this distant land we meet a boy who loves Jesus, who sings to us of his faith and invites us to come along and see.
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