Be on Stage...

When I got up this morning, I flipped to my facebook and saw an interesting video post by a friend with a comment that said "touching...". As it was still early, I decided to click on the video to see what could get a grown man to say "touching".

The video was about a lady Susan Boyle taking the stage on the Britain Got Talent show. She was fat, had unflattered features and did not look the look of a winner. One could tell that the judges were cynical about her and as the camera panned the audience, it is easy to tell too that they too were against her. How could a star emerge from someone as ordinary as her was the unspoken language. When asked what was her dream, she said she wanted to be a professional singer. Answering the question, "Why has it not worked out so far", she said "because she has not been given a chance before, and tonight it is going to change..."

When the music started and when Susan Boyle started to Sing the song "I Dreamed the Dream" from Le Miserable, the crowd and the judges were immediately awed by her voice. Before long, she had a standing ovation and the rest is history....

There is a Susan Boyle in all of us. We all have talents, but like Susan Boyle, our talents need to be "on stage" before they may be recognised and enjoyed.

Have we taken the courage to allow our talents to be on stage? If not, watch this video on youtube and be encouraged.

Lyrics:(...quite a sad song though)

There was a time when men were kind

When their voices were soft

And their words inviting

There was a time when love was blind

And the world was a song

And the song was exciting

There was a time

Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by

When hope was high

And life worth living

I dreamed that love would never die

I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid

And dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransom to be paid

No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night

With their voices soft as thunder

As they tear your hope apart

And they turn your dream to shame

He slept a summer by my side

He filled my days with endless wonder

He took my childhood in his stride

But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dream he'll come to me

That we will live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.