Oh, dear. It's one of "those days." The kind that feels like I'm tagging along behind myself, trying to catch up but never quite making it. I got up later than usual (for a Sunday) and couldn't seem to get out of "early morning" mode even though I knew better. I used added time doing extra little odds and ends around the house that really didn't need doing. Why, I have no idea. I was late meeting with choir before church. Then, as I was following along in the bulletin to keep track of the music line-up and even though I had done the typing, it was like I had never seen it before. That, coupled with my deteriorating hearing and the fact that it is a strain to hear from the choir loft to begin with, made for some tensely humorous moments.
At one point, I noticed one of the little portable hearing devices was handy so I thought I'd give it a try. A word of advice: Never stick one of those little pods in your ear without first checking the volume setting! Once adjusted, I have to admit, it is quite helpful. But only with what is being fed directly into the (primitive) sound system.
Oh, and I also totally forgot about it being Grandparents' Day. We were supposed to bring pictures and I very dutifully reminded everyone I saw, all week.
Then there's the organ, that (literally) keeps me on my toes. Or, at least keeps my mind on my toes. Some time ago, when playing a good ol' hymn in the key of F, quite to my dismay, I discovered the F pedal I wanted to use did not work. Until I caught on to what was happening (or should I say wasn't happening) there were big "holes" in the accompaniment. So now when I see key of F, I know I will have to calculate substitutions, depending on what the song is. Either that or I might choose to leave out pedals all together. Sometimes that's easier. Some days it's hard enough for me to keep track of what my hands are doing, let alone my feet.
Such was the case today. My mind was not entirely absent (I don't think) but it refused to make any correlation at all with what I was doing at any given moment. What concerns me is that I'm not finished for the day. I have several commitments yet that deserve my undivided attention. At least none of them require the use of my toes, specifically, so maybe I'll be able to "stay on them."
Life surely is an adventure. God is good. I'm especially thankful to know God not only grieves our heartaches along with us but also invites us to share the gift of humor. Oh, my! What ever would the world be like without laughter in it?
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