This past weekend, Big Sister sponsored a a trip to Tanglewood, which is the summer home of the Boston Symphony Orchestra. Coincidentally, we shared the bus with a group of teenagers who work for an organization called Teen Empowerment, and who happen to be friends of my Little Sister's from school.
If you've never been to Tanglewood before, you should go. There is something magical about listening to live music outside, surrounded by people of all ages and backgrounds, as the sound of the cellos soars over the crowd. Sunday's concert featured Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto Number 2, and various selections by Verdi.
As wonderful as the concert was, and as much as I enjoyed being back in Western Massachusetts, the highlight of the day for me didn't occur until we got on the bus to head home. As soon as we were seated, the group from Teen Empowerment started singing a spontaneous rendition of Dona Nobis Pacem.
Dona Nobis Pacem means Grant us Peace in Latin. Our world is a crazy, scary, dangerous place. But when those teenagers sang that song, which has been performed and sung all over the world for hundreds of years, but never quite so beautifully as on that bus this past Sunday, it gave me hope that things will get better, especially if those particular young adults have any say in the matter.
I didn't record the teens as they sang, but I wish that I could have. Instead, I will leave you with the National Cello Institute's rendition of Dona Nobis Pacem. I wish that the whole world could hear it.