As our first post about our singing endeavors in 2014, I think it’s rather special that we get a fresh start with the recounting of the tale of our newly obtained Sound System. This story is an incredible landmark for The Boyer Family Singers, and one which I think we will always cherish for years and years to come, when we’re old and grey…. or touring in Europe…. which ever comes first 😉
We had gleaned from our past experiences in 2013, the understanding that we needed to look into investing in a sound system for our performances. At that time, money wasn’t the most accessible thing in our house, especially not the amount needed to fund the microphones, PA system, and other equipment. We were blessed to work with an amazing band this past year that had sound equipment of their own, and we had the privilege of using theirs’ when we performed with them. But anywhere that we envisioned performing at aside from our opportunities with the band, the dreaded barrier always arose: no sound system.
Come Christmas time, we girls began to really realize and contemplate our need for our own sound equipment, so we each generously deposited money into the little white envelope with “Boyer Family Singers” boldly sharpied on the front. We weren’t even conceiving the dream of obtaining a sound system any time soon. Maybe late next year… or later.
You remember the Jamestown performance I posted a few weeks ago? Well, that turned out to be one of our few pay jobs of the year, and we happily, gratefully slipped the weathered greens we had earned from that evening, in the long and skinny fund envelope, still only dreaming and hoping.
After making monthly fun-filled performances with the Back in Time Express (the band I mentioned before) at a rest home, we came upon our last performance of the year there. It just so happened that the elders had taken an offering for the entertainment and joy we had brought to them in 2013, and as a thank you and Christmas present, they presented us and the band, with a generous monetary gift. We got our share, and slipped it in the skinny white envelope, excitement dancing in our eyes, and hope blazing in our hearts!
You may think that that was the best part; but, though it does retain a special place in our hearts and memories, you haven’t heard the best yet:
We decided to open presents early Christmas morning, as we girls had performed at a Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve, and our arrival home greeted a clock proclaiming the small hours of Christmas morning. We gathered around the tree, excited to see what we would receive, all of us curiously eyeing an odd, small white package from our Aunt and Uncle, ambiguously containing an extraordinary surprise that we could never comprehend. Wrapping paper was strewn about, gifts unwrapped and lain around each of the receivers chairs; one gift left untouched under the old, imitation evergreen: the mysterious, skinny shipping package.
We excitedly, curiously reached for the gift and began to deconstruct the sturdy packaging. The opening of one of the stiff cardboard flaps revealed a wealth of glittery red and gold tinsel, bursting forth from the cardboard container. Whipping out the sticky metallics revealed an even greater wealth: a gift from the hearts of our Aunt, Uncle, and Cousins. A tall red card enveloping a small white check containing all our hopes and dreams of a sound system. It would be an understatement to say that we were surprised, baffled, speechless. Even though we were all those things, we felt much, much more than what those meager words describe. We cried, no, bawled for a good, healthy ten minutes. We had been funded. God willed it, we received it, and that’s all there is to it.
A few weeks after Christmas and our big surprise; we were planning the date of our trip to Guitar Center and obtaining our sound system. I had browsed Guitar Center’s website weeks before, perusing their used section, and had planted my eye on a Fender Passport 300 Pro for about $100 less then the usual price. Yes, that’s the one for us, we thought. Then, a few days before our actual trip to Guitar Center, Dad looked in their used section again, and found the Fender Passport 500 Pro, a hefty step up from the 300, yet for a little more than half the usual price. We could hardly believe it! Dad called them up and inquired:
Shipping: costly, yes, but totally worth it!
That Saturday we bundled up in the car and began our short road trip to Guitar Center; ready and willing to finally realize our dreams of microphones and PA systems. We entered the store, and were directed to the Live Sound section where we could find all that we desired. Needless to say it was exciting, nerve-racking, and really surreal seeing the three microphone boxes, cords, stands, the duo of stalwart speaker tripods stacked on the counter. Yes, it was really happening. We ordered the Passport 500 there, and purchased all the other necessities. Suddenly, the little white envelope that once bursted with funds, was vacated of its contents; a trunk load of sound equipment in the back of the car to show for it.
The other Sunday, we decided to stay home from Church, as the snow and ice which had fallen days before, appeared too perilous to attempt the 45 min. drive. Later that afternoon, we pulled out our sturdy new sound system and gave it a try. It was amazing, glorious, unbelievable to hear our voices bounce out of the tall silver speakers, like we only dreamed they would.
The one most prominent aspect of this tale that I have recounted to you, is the incredible Providences of God in our lives. We dreamt small, and thought we would maybe obtain our sound system next Fall or Winter. God had different ideas, and gave it to us this Winter. Time after time, we doubted and worried. He, time after time, showed His handiwork in our lives; teaching us that His word is true, that we should never worry or doubt. All I can say now is, we can hardly wait to see what God has in store for us next!