My sweet Naomi…first I must tell you that I heard every last note of one of the performers…Then I must tell you a short story.  My father was a piano tuner…and tuned for the Dallas Symphony Orchestra so we were the recepients of free tickets on the first floor.  So I was raised around classical music but didn’t know how much hold on me that it had until many years later.  My first husband died when I was just 18 so I rushed into a second marriage, this young man was very nice and took care of me well but our goals weren’t the same.  He liked Country Western Music so that is the kind of records we collected.  Eventually our goals in life were so far apart that we divorced.  I then met Bobby, my husband now for 39 years.  I worked from home on the phone.  He was home one day and bored he went to the library…he brought home this same manuscript done by Issac Stern.  He put it on the player and I stopped what I was doing and cried.  The sounds of the music washed over me like the gentle waves of the ocean.  Indeed as you said, God’s heavenly music.  Thank you for sending this to us. ~ mom    PS. there is an answer to your comment on my site.