I'm missing Africa today...

I was just reading Compassion's blog. At the bottom of the post is a link to a video. While watching it, I remembered when I was in Africa, how much I loved listening to children sing.

I can recall many, many times at church as a child hearing our Sunday School teacher tell us to use our "singing voice" to sing. Thinking back, I can also remember hearing our choir director in elementary school tell us the same thing. We had these little rhymes we sang to get our singing voices warmed up.

African singing is different. There is no such thing as a "singing voice." Singing is just that, song. It is a story. It is innocent. It is joy. I miss it tremendously. It was something I heard on a daily basis. Children sing walking to school, doing chores, playing with friends... nothing is more beautiful.