Several years ago, oh maybe three and a half or so, we had taken our granddaughter to church. I’d say she was around three years of age. We knew it would be challenging to have a three year old sit still, but our church has a children’s moment after opening hymns and announcements, at which time the children gather at the altar for a teachable moment with the Children’s Church Director. Selena doesn’t have a shy bone in her body and would look forward to that special time.  As we sat waiting for the church service to begin, George, our Choir Director, or maybe it was Frances, our pianist, began playing the processional music … something beautiful that begins to calm your busy mind and worried soul from all of life’s concerns. I am certain, as always, that it was as special of a musical arrangement as they are special…