Where’s Waldo

Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the rock of our salvation.  Psalm 95:1

The only way I know to describe the evening is, “Wow!!”  My husband asked me to attend a concert to hear Ernie Haase and Signature Sound.  Although the group is well known, I was not familiar with them.  So, I really didn’t know what to expect.

We drove from our home in Jacksonville to the small community of Waldo, Florida.  You know the line, “Where’s Waldo?”  Well, that’s what I wondered.  I’d never been there – and, we were going to the Dixieland Music Park, which was actually a campground for seniors.

As we walked into the pavilion, carrying our own lawn chairs, I still didn’t know what to expect.  I looked around and saw about 250 different colored lawn chairs lined up in rows, filled with seniors.  I started thinking, “Okay, this is going to be a nice little concert with old fashioned quartet music.”  Eric used to sing in a gospel quartet, so I assumed he just wanted to hear a little southern gospel.

The program opened with an older group called The Guardians.  Okay, an older group for this senior gathering.  That made sense.  But, when they began singing – I couldn’t believe the quality!  Beautiful is the only word for it.  Such a sweet sound.

Then, when Ernie Haase and his young group came on stage, I didn’t know what to think.  Such a young, energetic group performing for seniors.  I wondered how this was going to go over.  Then, “Wow!”  What a performance – and, the audience revved up right along with them.  Of course, my husband was in his element – becoming more animated by the minute.

This popular young group brought their superb musical talent and energy to minister to a group of seniors that night in the small town of Waldo.  I was so impressed, not only with their talent, but with the fact that they would take time from their busy schedules to light up the lives of a group of older adults who loved the Lord.

You would have had to have been there to fully know what I’m talking about.  It was precious.  A couple well into their eighties sat in front of us, holding hands and smiling at each other as they sang along with the familiar lyrics.  People stood, hands raised at times.  It was like an old fashioned tent revival meeting without the preaching.

Afterwards, I told Eric, “That was the coolest thing I’ve seen – all of that talent in this small town.”  I was so impressed with this group’s willingness to minister to seniors in an outdoor pavilion at the campground in Waldo, Florida!  May God bless them.

 

 

 

 

 

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2 thoughts on “Where’s Waldo

  1. Loved your “where’s Waldo?” Commentary! I am glad I told you about that “phrase”. I will have to give you that book, of the same name. Waldo is a red-capped skinny guy with large black-framed glasses. I gues a geek before there were geeks! I know it is here somewhere….

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