I remember watching an episode of Touched by an Angel, guest starring child opera singer, Charlotte Church. In it, Roma Downey lamented that she wished she had a voice as beautiful as Church’s, which could make the sounds Downey heard in her head, could praise God the way Downey dreamed of doing.
My mom was watching with me, and said, “That’s how I feel.”
As a singer, I hadn’t thought before, how it must feel to open your mouth and hear something come out that doesn’t match what’s in your heart.
But when I watch a dancer move her body like – let’s be honest – I’ll never be able to…
I get it.