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Dear Elder Archuleta

Posted by ronaleem on Thursday, February 21, 2013

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I wrote a letter to Elder Archuleta!

When I made my first comment on The Voice on January 9, explaining—or maybe I should say, exclaiming—my discovery of David, both Abrra and Dayzee urged me to write him a letter.  That was a novel thought.  David was brand new to me, I knew nothing about him, and I had no idea what I could even say.  I had never written a fan letter in my life, unless you count my letter to the Mattel Toy Company back in the late 1950’s thanking them for my Shirley Temple doll.  So, I’m thinking, are they serious about me writing him a letter?

I mulled it over for quite a while, and then during one of many sleepless nights, I started it.  False start.  So I mulled it over some more and got back to it about a week later.  This time it flowed pretty well.  I told him I wanted to thank him for sharing his singing talent with the world and for serving a mission.   Then like a good English major, I stuck to my two main points and kept it one page long.  How can one page adequately thank someone for the profound effect they’ve had on your life?

Three days before Christmas, I had only the vaguest idea who David Archuleta was.  Two days before Christmas, I became acquainted with him as I watched his performance with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.

Video credit MormonTabChoir

I was blindsided!  The music was so compelling I couldn’t stop listening!  When I could finally tear myself away from this Christmas concert, I found the Christmas concert from Chile and I was even more enraptured.  A glorious voice had suddenly shown up in my life.  It pierced my heart and saturated my soul with music.  I was filled with light and I felt like fire was shooting from my fingertips!

Video credit Alejandro Angulo

This glorious voice came from David, who was a most endearing young man in the first concert, and a humble missionary in the second.  In both concerts, he sang several songs celebrating the birth of Jesus.  What struck me forcefully was that he wasn’t just singing the words, but that he believed what he was singing.  His facial expressions, his emotion, his joy, and the power–and at the same time, the tenderness–of his voice, all revealed a devotion to God.  This is what drew me to him, because I had just had a spiritual reawakening after years of depression, sadness, and slogging through life at half-power.

So, in my letter, I told him how his singing had come at the end of a year of physical, emotional, and spiritual healing for me.  In one dramatic and very sweet moment, his singing had cleared my heart of the remaining bits and pieces of junk that were still in there.  My heart had been healed and was now able to absorb light, and to give and to receive love.  I believe anyone or anything could have finished healing my heart.  But it was David who did it, and for that I am very grateful.

I thanked him for sharing his talent.  Although David sings to the world, he also sings to the individual, which is the reason I have had this marvelous experience for myself.  I have puzzled over what it is exactly that he gives the world.   It took me awhile, but I have an explanation that works for me–love.  As I was being healed spiritually and my heart was being opened, I was able to feel God’s love all around me.  I believe this love is always there, but we have to be open to receiving it.  I think David is very open to God’s love, absorbs it, and reflects it back to anybody else who is receptive.  David’s music carries this love to the willing listener, with all sorts of favorable outcomes.  In the past two months, I’ve read several accounts which are similar to mine.  Burdens of sadness, despair, loss, any number of difficult circumstances, are all made tolerable or even healed by David’s music.

I also thanked him for serving a mission.  My own healing has been facilitated by the love, concern, and teaching of several missionaries over the past year.  As these young men have taught me, I have had to marvel at their maturity, their commitment, and the pure love they have for others.  Based on my experience with them, I am able to imagine what Elder Archuleta’s life as a missionary is like.  I am fascinated by this aspect of him, because missionaries have become very dear to my newly tender heart.  I am positive Elder Archuleta is having an experience in personal growth that could not come in any other way.  I didn’t tell him this, but I am in awe of the person he is now, and even more in awe of the person he is becoming.   He will still be David when he returns, but a more refined and a deeper David.  I can’t wait to hear the music that will come from him then!

I mailed my letter at the very beginning of February.  If it got to Florida on time, it’s probably lost in a package of valentines and well-wishes for his new album.  I have seriously wondered if he would even read my letter, but I’ve been assured that he does try to read everything he gets.  That makes me feel sort of weird.  Here I am listening to his music as I write this, and he might actually read my letter!  I’m talking about the same person who, as a teenager, came in second on American Idol; who, as a sweet-faced young man, sings “Forevermore;” and who, as a very handsome young man, models in the Bench photo shoot (there are no words!).  This person is famous and known by millions of people all over the world.  I can’t fathom that he would actually handle the letter I handled—it’s too surreal.  But the missionary currently serving in Chile, yes, I could see him handling my letter, reading it, and appreciating where I’m coming from.

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David Archuleta ~ Gladys’ Recap

Posted by gladys1961 on Tuesday, July 24, 2012

My Visit to Rancagua

All the memories of July 15th are spinning in my head. I want to share the events of that day as best as I can. As the saying goes, the 15th of July was the first day of the rest of my life. That is how important I consider the first time I saw David in all his greatness.

I’m so grateful that two marvelous people sent me the information about the Devotional almost at the same time. (Sending a big kiss to Abrra and Dja.)

I arrived at work and opened my emails to see if there are any pictures or David news. When I saw the flyer I screamed and put my hands over my mouth. When I was finally able to speak, the only thing I said was “I’m going to Chile”. When there is an important thing in my life, the first thing I do is call my sisters. They all work together along with my niece Elaine. I told them I’m going to Chile. They know of my love for David, they put me on speaker phone and I told them all about the devotional, of the Mormons and the religious songs. My sisters know how insane I am when I speak of my favorite subject. I heard my niece in the background saying she’ll go with me!!!!! I’ll go to Chile with you!!!!! My sister Mary volunteered to look into flights, my niece into hotels and that is how this adventure began. I had mentioned before that I had started a savings for seeing David in 2014 at his welcome concert so I was OK with funds. I had to make sure the event was open to me also, so I called the representative in my country. They gave me the Chile contact information. This devotional is an experimental pilot, the first of its kind. My niece made all the arrangements thanks to the blessed internet.

The day of departure arrived! I had never been in an airport; it was my first time flying. It was a cold morning but by the time we boarded the sun was out. On Saturday July 14th at 14:25 hours we took off. We crossed the Andes and I remembered a picture Abrra made me, David with a book in his hand on one side and me on the other, a premonition? Haha

We landed and were taken to the hotel; everything went smoothly, no problems. The hotel room was a complete apartment, very comfortable. There were Brazilians, Peruvians, Colombians and Americans visiting Chile. We had dinner and made arrangements for the trip to Rancagua. I wanted to be there early, by noon. At the hotel they informed us that we needed to go by bus and to let the driver know where we wanted to get off. I had the address memorized, Grecia 319, Centro Jas De Rancagua. I was yet to feel nervous. Sunday I woke up at 9am because I had been at The Voice Unplugged chat the night before pretty late. But I needed to talk to them for emotional support.

A taxi took us to board the bus and I slept the hour long trip and awoke as the driver was telling us we had arrived. We walked through a farmers market and asked if we were on course and we were. We finally arrived and took a picture. It was a very large place with many halls and rooms for events. We entered and an American spoke to us in Spanish with a heavy accent, he said “Make yourself at home”. The devotional was due to start at 6pm and we were there by 3:30pm, pretty early. I saw a large white car with many seats; I jokingly told my niece that David arrived in it. While inside I was looking at the posters and suddenly my niece screamed and covered her mouth. I saw someone walk quickly to the hall and I looked at her (she says she’s not a fan hahaha) and she said, “It was David!!!!!!!” I looked in and saw someone in a black suit wearing a backpack, black hair and glowy skin.  I knew it was him when I saw his profile!  He was looking around; I stood without moving a single muscle. Then an Elder invited us to come in and we sat in the second row. It was us and the Elders. We introduced ourselves and told them we were from Argentina. We said that in Argentina they didn’t have many devotionals and were invited to Chile (I ask God for forgiveness, there was never a devotional, forgive me God) I asked if we could stay there. They said yes, we were welcome to stay. Suddenly David was there again, speaking to the choir, he went to the pulpit and said something in Spanish and they answered in Spanish. He went to the back of the hall and I was dying to watch him but it would be too obvious. It was 4:30pm and we were told we had to step out while the choir practiced. I said we were from Argentina and she spoke with an American and she let her know that we’d been there since early and we were allowed to reserve seats in the third or fourth row. We wrote our names on sheets of paper and reserved seats on the fourth row in front of the pulpit. We were told to be back before 6pm to go to our reserved seats. We stepped out and hung around looking toward the hall. The door had a window and I looked in and saw David, he was setting up chairs. He looked serious. We went to eat and walk around some. I have to say that this wasn’t the nice part of Rancagua, there wasn’t much around. We went back and walked around the gardens. There was a woman there waiting like us. It was cool so we went to wait in the hallway. I stood standing hoping to get a glimpse of David again. As I was standing I realized who were fans, who were Mormons and who were Mormon fans. Some asked me where I was from, some of the Elders said they had served in my country and we started chatting. Almost everyone spoke English. The older Elders were American and only a few spoke Spanish. I recognized some of the Elders that I’ve seen in pictures with David. I didn’t anticipate so many wearing skirts, I was wearing pants but I was wearing my violet blazer.

While waiting I heard stories of the interest in David by those of his faith. For example one of the Mormon girls was there the day before during the choir practice and was told to leave because the practices were private. Another one pretending to need the bathroom was trying to get a glimpse, she was a fan. She was taking pictures through a window. She started fanning herself and said she saw David. Her friend and an Elder took her out for some fresh air so she could calm down. Then the hallways started filling up and there were two lines being formed outside the doors. There were two Elder sitting at the entrance not letting anyone in.

The Wait Was Over

The moment that I waited for 4 years was about to BEGIN. Finally the doors opened and everyone rushed in, luckily they respected the reserved seats. My niece and I went to our seats. I have to say that all the seats filled and many were standing behind the seats. They asked for silence because the show was about to start, it was almost 6:30. There wasn’t much silence. Another Elder explained about the devotional, the theme and development, and asked for no video nor screaming or applause. The girls’ choir wore red blouses. They sat towards the back. The Elders without David came in and all got situated. There were three chairs by the pulpit, two were occupied, and one wasn’t. Then David quietly made his way behind everyone on stage and sat on the empty chair. We could barely see him.

The presenting Elder named all in the choir, one at a time they stood and smiled. When it was David’s turn he stood and looked at everyone and smiled. I could hear someone saying, “There he is! There he is! There is David!” He didn’t notice the signal to sit and stood standing smiling until someone next to him touched his arm signaling him to sit. The presenter spoke of the Rancagua President. I don’t remember if they said he had 10 children or someone else did, this created some laughter. David turned to his neighbor asking and also laughed. The dissertation began and the principal orator commented that it seemed like it was his funeral because of all the nice things that were being said about him. Everyone laughed including David.

The devotional started. There were some history telling, the choir and soloists. They started playing the piano, they continued the performances. I’ll try to focus my mind in that moment. David rose and sat in the empty chair. I could see only part of his face as he kept looking down. Those with better seats could see him. He kept looking down reading from the hymn book and seldom looked up.

The Miracle

Suddenly David was behind the pulpit, with hymnal book in hand and he began to sing….in Spanish…. A very soft and slow song. I could see all his expressions. His eyebrows arched, he closed his eyes. His concentration was such that it seemed like he went to another place and when he opened his eyes he was still away. I was in a trance absorbing every second. At some point I forgot to breathe, everything was quiet. When he finished singing he closed the hymn book and sat down. Then others performed and David returned. The second song was more intense, just as beautiful. When David sang there was absolute silence. Everyone wanted to hear The Voice. I have to honestly say everyone was there to hear David.

During the third song the piano failed. He looked to see if it was fixed and turned to face the audience and sang. His voice in that song gave me the chills. Oh My God!!!! It was a beautiful song with so much emotion. He kept his eyes closed the entire time and when he opened them he smiled and sat down. At one time he dropped his book and was bent down looking for it. The other acts performed. During David’s fourth song he looked at the audience, smiled and began to sing. His voice elevated and he sang with all his soul. When he finished no one was breathing, he closed his book of hymns and stood standing in front of the pulpit, I almost fainted. I thought he was going to speak to us in Spanish. He took a deep breath and looked at the pianist, opened his book and sang the fifth song. The previous songs were beautiful but this last one was worth all my efforts, the expense, the entire trip. If David had only sang this one song I would have been equally satisfied. His voice filled the entire place. David’s face has so many nuances; so many sensations cross his face and you can tell he loves music with all his soul. But I also noticed that he loves his religion and God. He wants to pay tribute as much as he can. I saw him so focused and dedicated.

The Chaos

The devotional lasted about two hours. No sooner than they said the final words, they whisked David out. I stayed seated for a while trying to absorb all that had happened. My niece said we should go. We were leaving when there was a commotion at the back of the hall; there is only one person that could create that. I told my niece take out your camera and start recording. Just like I imagined, the Elders were like soccer players, side by side to say hello. David was at the end of the line. Everyone was all over David; there was an older elder at each of his side. The people had their cameras out and he just smiled, a little nervous because of the situation. I said hello to some of the Elders, gave them thanks. And honestly, I skipped several to get to David. He’s about my height, light skin, dark hair, green eyes and a very special glow. It was unreal to be standing before him and seeing him smile. I was about to speak English to him and say “Hi David, I’m… but I noticed everyone was speaking Spanish to him and no one said David. So I said, Hola, soy Gladys de Argentina, he said, Ohhh gracias por venir. I continued standing there, I didn’t want to leave, so I extended my hand and took his, I put my other hand on top of his and looked him in the eyes and said thank you, he smiled and I left. I think my niece recorded it. She also said hi, I think she’s a fan now, she was so happy to see him in person.

Afterwards everyone was excited, girls screaming “I touched him! I touched him!” He continued saying hello and the cameras continued to roll. He was then taken away. I stayed in the hall breathing the same air David did but it was late.

The Return

There were no buses going to Santiago. We made arrangements for a taxi with another family of four. The ride back was a little tight. We arrived at the hotel and rested for a bit. Went out to dinner and then met up with you all in The Voice Chat to share all about seeing David. I was and am so happy that I wanted to share this with all of you who understand and I would have loved to have you all there with me.

Maybe someone has the events differently, maybe there were 6 songs, maybe it was all a dream, maybe it was a dream that became reality.

It God allows it I’ll be in Chile again on October 13th. Only two Elders will be singing, Archuleta and Coello. I hope it’s a public event, not a private one like rumored. Guess who I want to go see?

I hope you like all that I wrote. Thank you girls.

♦♦♦♦♦

Mi Visita A Rancagua

Todos los recuerdos del día 15 de julio están dando vuelta en mi cabeza, solo quiero ser fiel a todos los acontecimientos de ese dia. Como dice el dicho, el 15 de julio es el primer día del resto de mi vida, así de importante considero el día que vi. a David por primera vez y lo vi en toda su grandeza.

Estoy agradecida con dos personas maravillosas, casi al mismo tiempo me enviaron la información del Devocional Musical. (un beso enorme a abrra y a dja).

Al llegar a mi trabajo abro mis e-mails para ver si hay fotos, noticias o alguna novedad sobre David. Cuando vi el anuncio di un grito y enseguida me tape la boca con las manos y cuando pude hablar lo único que dije fue “ me voy a chile” Cuando hay algo importante en mi vida lo primero que hago es llamar a mis hermanas y contarles. Ellas trabajan juntas y junto con me sobrina Eliane. Lo único que les dije es ME VOY A CHILE. Mi hermana sabe de mi amor por David y dijo, espera voy poner el teléfono en voz alta así nos cuentas todo. Y como pude les conté del devocional, de David, de canciones religiosas, de los mormones. Por supuesto mis hermanas me conocen y sabem mis locuras cuando hablo de mi tema preferido.

Una voz en el fondo decía (mi sobrina) te acompaño,!!!!!!!!!!!! te acompaño!!!!!!! Voy a chile con vos ¡!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mi hermana Mary me dijo yo te averiguo sobre los pasajes de avión y mi sobrina dijo, yo averiguo sobres los hotels. Y así comenzó toda esta aventura. Como lo conté muchas veces yo estoy ahorrando dólares para el año 2014 para ver a David en su concierto de bienvenida, asi que respaldo en dinero no me faltaba. Tenía que asegurarme que era un evento abierto al público en general, y llame a la iglesia representante en mi país, hable con una secretaria y ella me dio el mail del representante en Chile. Este devocional era un experimento piloto, era el primero que se hacia. Mi sobrino inicio todos los tramites gracias al bendito Internet.

Llego el día de la partida. Nunca había estado en un aeropuerto y era mi primer vuelo en avión. Esa mañana hacia mucho frío pero cuando llego la hora de salida salio el sol y el clima se puso calido. Sábado 14/7/12 a las 14.25 hs. Levantamos vuelo, atravesamos los andes y me acorde del dibujo que me hizo abrra, yo de un lado y David del otro con un libro en la mano jajajajajaj premonitorio.

Desde el aeropuerto nos llevaron al hotel, el curso de los eventos se fueron dando naturalmente y en orden, sin problemas. La habitación del hotel era un departamento totalmente equipado y muy cómodo. Había muchos brasileros, peruanos, colombianos y americanos de visita en chile.

Cuando terminamos de acomodarnos ya era algo tarde, no habíamos cenado y todavía tenia que organizar el viaje a Rancagua para el día siguiente. Yo quería estar temprano, cerca del mediodía. En el hotel nos informaron que teníamos que ir a la terminal de buses y allí tomar uno hacia Rancagua y decirle al asistente del chofer donde nos queríamos bajar. Yo tenía en mi cabeza la dirección grabada a fuego GRECIA 319, CENTRO JAS DE RANCAGUA.

Yo todavía no estaba nerviosa. Llego el domingo, me levante a las 9 de la mañana. El día anterior hable un rato en el chat de the voice con las chicas y me acosté bastante tarde, pero hablar con ellas me dio mas animo para enfrentar el día siguiente.

Al dia siguiente tomamos un taxi hacia la terminal. Fue algo asi como una hora de viaje. You y Eliane nos dormimos y desperate cuando el asistente nos avisaba que teníamos que bajar. NOs bajamos y caminamos atravesando una feria de frutas y verduras. Ahí pregunte si estábamos en el camino correcto y nos dijeron que si. Por fin llegamos. Eliane me tomo una foto delante del centro. Es un lugar muy grande con muchos pasillos y salones de eventos. Entramos y nos recibió un señor norteamericano que hablaba un español con mucho acento, nos dijo – están en su casa- El devocional comenzaba a las 6 de la tarde y nosotros llegamos, a 3.30 PM, demasiado temprano. Antes de entrar yo vi una camioneta blanca, era grande y con muchos asientos, en broma le dije a mi sobrina, -seguro que ahí vino David- Cuando estábamos adentro mi sobrina miraba dentro del salón y yo miraba unos carteles que estaban pegados en la pared De repente mi sobrina grito y se tapo la boca, yo vi a una persona que paso rápido hacia el salón. Le pregunte con los ojos, y ella (que no es fans jajajaaj) dijo ¡!!!!!!!! Era David!!!!!!!!!!!

Yo me quede en blanco y mire dentro del salón y no vi a nadie, pero por la otra puerta vi. Que salía alguien, de traje negro, mochila en la espalda, pelo negro y una piel brillante y entonces lo vi de perfil, ¡!!!! Era David ¡!!!!!!!!! El estaba buscando a alguien y miraba a todos lados, yo por supuesto estaba parada sin mover ningún músculo. Luego un elder nos invito a pasar al salón donde se iba a llevar a cabo el devocional y nos sentamos en la segunda fila, éramos las únicas, solo los elders y nosotras. Nos presentamos y le dijimos que éramos de Argentina, nos dimos la mano. Le dije que en Argentina no había muchos devocionales, por eso veníamos a chile. Por que habíamos sido invitadas a presenciar éste (pido perdón a dios, nunca hubo ningún devocional, éste era el primero- perdón dios-). Le pregunte si nos podíamos quedar allí y dijo que si, que éramos bienvenidas y allí nos quedamos sentadas esperando y de repente allí estaba David de nuevo, hablando con la gente del coro. Se acerco al pulpit y hablo algo en español, le contestaron en español y se fue hacia el fondo del salón. Yo me moria por seguirlo con la mirada, pero no podía ser tan evidente.

Eran las 4.30 pm y nos dijieron si nos podíamos ir por que iba a empezar las practicas del coro. Yo le dije que veníamos de Argentina a presencia el coro, ella hablo con la señora norteamericana y dijo que como estábamos desde muy temprano que podíamos reservar el lugar a partir de la tercera o cuarta fila. Asi que escribí mi nombre en una hoja y lo deje en la cuarta fila, justo en frente del pulpito. Nos dijo que viniéramos un poco antes de las 6 pm y que nuestro lugares estaban reservados. Nos fuimos, me quede un rato en el pasillo mirando hacia el salón, la puerta tenia una abertura de vidrio y mire hacia adentro, y vi a David, el estaba ordenando las sillas hacia el fondo del salón, en todo momento estaba muy serio. Salimos del centro y fuimos a comer algo en frente y pasear un poco. Tengo que decir que esa parte de Rancagua no era muy linda, no había lugares para pasear, así que entramos de nuevo al centro, nos quedamos en los jardines de adelante. Una señora que estaba allí esperando como nosotros dijo que tenia frío y entro al centro. Yo la seguí y esperamos en los pasillos nuevamente. Yo me quede parada, no quería sentarme por si veía a David de nuevo. Estando parada allí me di cuenta quien era fans y quien era mormón y quien era fans- mormón. Algunas señoras se me acercaron para preguntarme de donde era yo y le dije de donde venia. Algunos elders me contaron que habían servido en mi país y así comenzamos a hablar. Allí casi todos hablan ingles. Los elders mayores son norteamericanos y solo unos pocos hablan español. Reconocí muchos elders que salen en las fotos con David. El único detalle que no prevei, es que yo tendría que haber ido de pollera y fui de pantalón, pero tenia mi saco violeta puesto, por que casi todas las mujeres estaban de pollera.

Estando parada en el pasillo escuche historias sobre el asedio de los mismos mormones hacia David. Por ejemplo, una de las chicas (ella es mormona) estuvo en los pisos superiores el día anterior para presenciar el ensayo del coro, con David por supuesto y como había muchos de ellos en el lugar, los sacaron por que las practicas del coro debían ser privadas. Y otra niña que vino acompañada de un elder y fue hasta el final del pasillo (dijo que buscaba el baño) y me di cuenta que ella no era mormona, ella era fans. Se acerco a una de las puertas y comenzó a sacar fotos. Luego vi que se ponía la mano en la boca y se ventilaba, ella había visto a David. Su amigo y otro elder la llevaron afuera para que se calmara. Luego el pasillo comenzó a llenarse y la gente ya estaba haciendo filas delante de las puertas para entrar, apenas se abrieran, había una silla en cada puerta con un elder sentado en ella, para que no entrara nadie.

Termino La Espera

El momento tan ansiado durante 4 años estaba a punto de comenzar. Finalmente las puertas se abrieron. Todo el mundo entro apresurado y por suerte respetaron los lugares reservados. Mi sobrina y yo nos dirigimos a la cuarta fila de bancas largas, eran como 10 filas creo y luego había sillas, y más atrás había espacio para estar parados. Debo decir que estaba todo lleno, todas las bancos estaban ocupados, las sillas también y detrás había mucha gente parada.

Uno de los elders pidió silencio para poder comenzar, eran casi las 6.30 pm. Pero nadie hacia silencio, luego se levanto un elder mas joven, explico de qué se trataba del devocional, explico la temática y el desarrollo. Y pidió especialmente, que no hubiera fotos, ni videos, ni gritos, ni carteles, ni aplausos. Entonces entraron las chicas del coro, todas de camisa roja. Se situaron en el fondo del scenarios. Luego entraron los elders pero David no entro con ellos, todos se acomodaron. A los costados del pulpito y muy detrás estaban todos ubicados, y justo a un paso del pulpito había 3 sillas, dos sillas estaban ocupadas. Entro David con su cara mirando hacia delante y de espaldas a nosotros, se sitúo a un costado del pulpito detrás de una de las chicas del coro, casi no podíamos verlo.

El elder presentador fue nombrando a todos los participantes del coro y cada vez que nombraba a uno se paraba miraba hacia delante y sonreía. Luego le hacían una seña para que se sentara y así continuaron con todas las presentaciones. Cuando le llego el turno a David, él se paro, miro al publico se sonrío y yo escuchaba de fondo, ¡!!!! Ahí esta, ahí esta, ahí esta David ¡!!!!!!!!!! . Pero el no vio la seña para que se sentara y siguió parado y miro hacia el costado y se seguía sonriendo, hasta que su compañero de banco le toco el brazo y se sentó. El presentador hablo del orador principal, que era el jefe de la iglesia en Rancagua, en verdad, no recuerdo si dijo que el tenia 10 hijos, o hablaba de alguien mas, pero ésta información genero una risa en el salón con David y su companero también se ríeron. Entones se acerco el orador principal para empezar con su disertación y dijo que parecía que estaban hablando en su funeral por todas las cosas hermosas que el elder presentador dijo de él. Todos nos reímos y David también río.

Comenzó tocando el piano uno de los elders (el elder chileno que sale en las fotos con David, uno que es un poco gordito, alto y morocho). Mas tarde otro elder contaba una historia y luego cantaba alguien del coro y así sucesivamente. Tratare de ubicar mi mente es ese momento.

En un momento dado David se paro y se ubico en una de las tres sillas detrás del pulpito, justo delante de mi, yo le veía media cara por que él se escondía, pero supongo que la gente que estaba de costado lo veía bien. El siempre se mantenía agachado leyendo su libro de himnos, pocas veces levanto la vista.

El Milagro

De repente David se paro detrás del pulpito con el libro de himnos apoyado y con la mano encima de él y comenzó a cantar……………. en español………..Una canción muy suave y lenta. Yo podía ver todas sus expresiones, arqueaba sus cejas, cerraba los ojos, su concentración era tal que parecía que estaba en otro lugar y cuando abría sus ojos todavía seguía en otro lugar. Yo estaba en trance, quería absorber cada segundo, creo que en algún momento me olvide respirar, todo era silencio, cuando termino de cantar, cerro su libro de himnos y se sentó.

Luego vinieron más relatos y más coros y luego vino David otra vez.

La segunda canción fue un poco más extensa, igual de hermosa y cuando cantaba David el silencio era absolute. Todos querían escuchar la voz. Debo decir con honestidad que todos estaban alli para escuchar a David.

Durante la tercera canción el pianista fallo, David dio vuelta su cabeza, espero a que el pianista arreglara el desperfecto y entonces David se dio vuelta y comenzó a cantar. Su voz se elevo en un momento de la canción y se sintió un escalofrío general, escuche, ¡!!!!!!Dios Mio ¡!!!! en el fondo del salón. Era una canción hermosa y había tal sentimiento que mantuvo cerrado los ojos todo el tiempo y cuando los abrió, sonrío y se sentó.

David desapareció detrás del pulpito, no lo vi. por 2 minutos, creo que se le cayó su libro de himnos y lo estaba buscando. La cuarta cancion fue algo indescriptible, miro al publico sonrío y empezó a cantar. Su voz era alta y canto con toda su alma. Cuando termino nadie respiraba, el cerro su libro de himnos, se quedo parado frente al pulpit y yo casi me desmayo. Pensé que iba a hablar al público en español. Respiro hondo, miro hacia atrás, al pianista y abrió nuevamente su libro de himnos y empezó la quinta canción. Las canciones anteriores fueron hermosas pero ésta última valió todo mi esfuerzo, todo el gasto, todo el viaje. Si solo David hubiera cantado esta sola canción yo estaría satisfecha igualmente. Su voz lleno todo lugar. La cara de David tiene tantos matices, pasan tantas sensaciones en ese rostro y se nota que él ama la música con toda su alma. Pero también note que el ama su religión y ama a dios y que quiere rendirle tributo cada vez que puede. Yo lo vi tan compenetrado y comprometido.

El Caos

El devocional duro dos horas aproximadamente. Apenas dijeron las ultimas palabras y sacaron a David rápidamente del lugar. Yo me quede sentada un rato tratando de absorber todo lo sucedido. Mi sobrina me dijo que eran como las 8.30 pm y que deberíamos irnos. Estábamos llendo hacia el final del salón y de repente vi un tumulto al final del salón y hay solo una persona en este mundo que puede provocar algo asi. Así que le dije a mi sobrina, saca la cámara y empieza a filmar. Como yo me imagine, los elders estaban como los jugadores de futbol, uno al lado del otro para que la gente los saludara y al final de la fila estaba David. Todo el mundo estaba “encima” de David, el tenia a un elder mayor de cada lado cuidándolo. Pero la gente tenía sus cámaras delante de su cara y el solo sonreia, algo nervioso por toda la situación que se genero. Yo salude a algunos elders, salude a la supervisora y le di las gracias. Y para ser honesta me saltee a varios elders y llegue a David. Él es de mi estatura, es de piel blanca, pelo renegrido, ojos verdes y tiene un brillo muy especial. Era casi irreal estar parada frente a él, verlo sonreír.

Yo estuve a punto de hablarle en ingles y decirle HI David, i am…….. Pero vi. que todo el mundo le hablaba en español y nadie le dijo David., entonces me acerque y le dije:

Gladys: – hola, soy gladys de Argentina.

David: -ohhhh gracias por venir

Yo seguía parada ahí, no queria irme, entonces extendi mi mano, le tome su mano, la puse sobre mi palma y encima puse mi otra mano, lo mire a los ojos, y le dije gracia, el solo sonrío y me fui. Yo creo que mi sobrina grabo todo. Ella también lo saludo y ahora creo que es una fans por que ella estaba tan contenta de verlo en persona.

Después todo fue un torbellino, chicas saltando y diciendo, ¡!!!!! Lo toque ¡!!!!! ¡!!!!! Lo toque ¡!!!!!!!! El seguía allí parado recibiendo saludos y las cámaras frente a el. Entonces los elders mayores lo sacaron de alli y se lo llevaron. Yo me quede un rato en ese salón respirando el mismo aire que David, pero ya era muy tarde.

El Regreso

Cuando llegamos a la terminal de buses en Rancagua no había buses hacia Santiago de Chile. Arreglamos precio con un taxista y compartimos el viaje con una familia de 4 personas, así que fue un viaje algo apretado. Llegamos al hotel, descansamos un poco. Salimos a cenar y luego a las 11.15 pm me conecte al chat de the voice para contar todo lo sucedido. Estaba y estoy tan contenta que quería compartir todo esto con gente que me entendiera y que yo hubiera deseado que estuvieran allí conmigo.

Quizás alguien en algún momento me corrija en algún detalle, quizás fueron 6 canciones, quizás fue todo un sueño, quizás……………Fue un sueño hecho realidad.

Si Dios quiere el 13 de octubre yo estaré de nuevo en Chile. Solo cantaran dos elders, Archuleta y Coello. Solo espero que sea un evento público y no privado como estaban rumoreando. ¿¿ Adivinen cual de esos dos cantantes me interesa ¿???

Espero les guste todo lo que escribi. Gracias chicas.

♦ Many thanks to Djafan for her work in translating this article into English. 

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