Also titled, "When good worship planning goes bad."
This has been a crazy week. Out of the past 10 days I have spent 9 of them at church. I have had some really positive things happen in those times, but they have still drained me. Today as I was trying to pray and get ready for our youth meeting I felt like I was just drained, emotionally and physically drained. It was hard to even motivate myself to finish setting up and to get ready for what I was doing.
I think this is a common practice, but we move our midweek meeting to Tuesday on the week of Thanksgiving. I love it because it helps us get out of town faster, but I hate it because it messes up my normal routine and makes getting everything ready a real chore.
It also confuses my guitar players who can’t seem to show up on any night other than Wednesday. That is the beginning of my struggles tonight. Band practice went terrible. We had no guitarist and no drummer until 20 minutes before we were supposed to start out worship time. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem as we have songs that we have practiced and can run with them, but today we had a new bass player filling in since our normal bass player had hand surgery. So we can’t really help this new guy learn the songs because we don’t have the parts needed to play. On top of that, I am having to play the lead since the student who was there with his electric is still learning and can’t really carry a song yet.
So here I am with my acoustic trying to play songs that really work better on electric, but I don’t want to change songs because the bass guy has practiced these songs, but I can’t really play them anyway, so we had to make changes, and the whole thing was just a big mess and I was already tired and the more I stood there and messed around with them, the more I felt like we should chuck the whole thing and just play scrabble or something.
And then, while we were working on a song, "one more time just to be sure we’ve got it" I broke a string (my g-string actually and I have to say that because guitarist can’t stop making that joke) and of course I don’t have an extra g-string and no one else has an acoustic and the guy playing with me can’t really play by himself, but I feel awful taking this kids guitar and playing it and asking him to sit down because he was at practice, but I don’t really know what to do.
So I send Meredith home to get this borrowed electric guitar that I have and I love her so much because she actually did go and get it for me and get it back to me almost before the game time was over (I had to add an extra game just to keep things rolling, but it worked) and she was only slightly smart-alecy about the whole thing so that was cool.
Then I was stuck playing this thing without ever really practicing on it, and I know they are both guitars, but I’m not really used to playing electric. (I can’t get used to not hearing it directly from the guitar. I find myself hitting the strings harder because I can’t pick my sound out of the speakers.) And on top of all of that, I was so flustered by this time that I couldn’t really remember how any of the songs went, and in all of the confusion I forgot to have music to play while everyone was writing down their 20 things to be thankful for.
It was one crazy night.
But the rest of the lesson didn’t suck, and the Nooma video (rain) was great, and our creative arts groups that met afterward made real progress so things turned out to be better.
Right now I am feeling very good. I am watching the extended edition of LOTR (FELLOWSHIP) and just sort of playing around on the web. I love the fact that I can’t do anything for church for the next 5 days. It takes some weight off my shoulders and helps to relieve some of the pressure.
Of course it is also cool that I am less than 24 hours away from turkey and dressing. I will try and post some this weekend, but I hope you guys have something better to do than spend time on the web. Check back Monday and see if I found anything profound to say while I was at home.