I don’t have a bucket list. And if I did, I’m not sure I would have thought to include this unless someone had brought it up. But going to a concert at the Ryman (home of the Grand Ol’ Opry) would be something I would want to do.
Dana and I drove to Nashville after church yesterday, and so after last night I can check off that non-existent item on my non-existent bucket list. And it was one of those once-in-a-lifetime concerts. Just a few days ago was the 20th anniversary of Rich Mullins death. (If you don’t know Rich Mullins’s music, you are missing out on arguably one of the best singer-song writers that has ever been.)
Numerous artists (Andrew Peterson, Andy Gullahorn, Andrew Osenga, Jill Philips, Finnegan Bell, Ben Shive, Gabe Scott, Jeremy Casella, and others) sang and played numerous instruments (including a bagpipe, accordion, several strings, and a hammer dulcimer) in covering almost 30 of Rich’s songs in a tribute concert to a man who influenced so many of those on stage. I’m not a huge fan of cover songs. Few are done really well. But this was a fabulous concert that ran three hours in a neat venue. I’m thankful that we got to go.