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My Journey with a Great Artist

As I was doing some work on the computer on Saturday, my phone rang. It was my wife calling. "Maybe she misses me", I thought.

I picked up the phone and I heard a very excited voice on the other side of the line. "Yeah I was right. She misses me", I thought again. When she started speaking, I knew it was not about me she was excited about. Too bad.

She was excited about her brother.

My wife's brother is an artist. In fact, he is a very talented artist. When I first met him, he gave me a CD of one of his songs, and I was amazed. The dude is really talented. I have spent time with him, in fact he spent an entire week with us when we just got married, and I can tell you that he is a very humble guy. You will never tell that he is the one singing those songs. He can spend an entire hour without saying a word. He is very calm. But when he hit the stage, it's like he is on something.

The reason why my wife was very excited was because her brother was in a contest and he just won. He is about to sign a very lucrative contract. When my wife told me the amount he will be getting monthly, I was like "I wish I were his manager". He is going to be loaded very soon. I was so happy for him. He really deserves it. I know that he has been working so hard for years.

When I arrived home that evening, my wife told me that her brother has been trying to win the contest for years. But each time he was falling short. Do you know what he was doing when he did not get the contract? He was congratulating the winners. I like that. I think it is a great attitude.

Talking about music, our church had special guests this last Sunday. We had a band coming to play for us. When I first heard their name, it did not ring a bell for me. It was for the first time I heard the name "Krystaal". I went online to research the name, and I was blown away. These guys are the real deal. I was on the front row when they were playing, and I found myself showing some dance moves that I didn't know I had. Boy, these guys are good!

They took a break from playing, and the lead singer shared their story with us. Man, what I could say was just WOW!.

They grew up in Bujumbura, capital city of Burundi. When the war started, they fled to Kenya and they found themselves in a refugee camp way up North of the country. For years, they lived in harsh conditions, sometimes going for days without food or water. However, they kept their love for music, even when they were in camps.

The right people came at the right time, and they found themselves in Canada over twenty years ago.
Their Band was created a few years afterwards, and they have been playing all over the world. He told us that they have played for former Presidents Carter and Bill Clinton. How cool is that?

I learned once again, from my wife's brother, and from Krystaal, that in due season we shall have our promised blessings if we faint not. I hope my season is soon.

Moral of the story? Do you want to know a great artist? Just call me and I will introduce you to my brother-in-law

Always a pleasure

The Journeyman.


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