08/22/2009

Today I need to write to get something off my chest.

Last Sunday at church our Senior Pastor was gone on vacation and so was our pianist.  I play digital piano and add the extra sounds.  The pastor contacted me and asked me to contact the sub pianist.  So I did.  I asked her to play the hymns with me and she could set the intros to the hymns.
When it was time for church to start, she didn’t come to the piano.  I played the prelude by myself. (which was fine)  Then when it was time for the first hymn, she ran up to the piano and started to play.  The hymn was:  "Morning Has Broken".   She played it so fast that the brass members couldn’t keep up.  I felt so bad.  Then when it was time for the last hymn, which is supposed to be slow and meaningful, she played it so fast, I thought I was chasing Jesus out of the building.

It broke my heart.  I go to church to worship the Lord and to give back the gifts that He’s given me.  Last Sunday I couldn’t worship.  The other pianist turned it into a show.  It was all about her.  I sent a letter to the senior pastor and told him that I won’t be there tomorrow morning or evening.  I will not participate in a worship service that is a show.  It’s not about me.  It’s about God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit.  And how they enrich our lives.

Tomorrow night is the dedication of the Grand Piano.  The family that donated the monies for the piano chose the two other pianist to play.  When I asked why, the reply was:  "the other two were here before you and they are the best."  It broke my heart.  That was the choir director that said that.  I looked at her and said:  "fine, then she can play for the Christmas Cantata too.  You don’t need my help."  And I went to work.

I know I shouldn’t let these things bother me, but they do.  I’ve dedicated my life to playing the piano/singing in church.  It just really hurt.

Anyway, on a different note……………………
I’ve had vacation since Thursday.  I’ve wanted to paint and wallpaper my little bedroom for a long time.  Yesterday, while it was raining I trimmed half the room and wallpapered the main wall.  It’s so pretty.  The paint I chose is from Pittsburg Paints.  It’s  called  Lettuce Alone 10B-3.  Check it out online.  It’s in the Spring Garden Collection.  I wanted something light and airy.  Happy colors.  My bedroom has always been lavender, since I was a kid.  At 50+, I needed a change.  And in a room that is only 8 x 10, you want a bright color, not a dark color.  The hardest thing is to move the furniture to paint and then move it to the other side to paint again.  So this is why I did only half at a time.  I’ll do the other half tonight.

Since it’s not raining, I should go outside and mow the yard.  The grass still has dew on it, so I’ll wait until this afternoon.  It’s kinda cold here today.  66º.  Great for mowing and trimming though.  My yard is hard to mow because it’s so unlevel.   And the goofy guy that mows the lot next to me, doesn’t mow the whole lot.  He makes me mow part of his lot.  New park managers.  Hate to say it, but they have Rectal-Cranial Inversion.  (head up their ****)

The idiots placed a swingset next to the 4-lane Interstate.  I told them that was not a good idea.  When she asked me why not, I said:  "there is a wire fence, a four-foot ditch, and an Interstate.  No parents are ever down here with their kids.  This is a prime way to have a kid stolen.  The parents wouldn’t even know their kid was missing before it would be too late."  I then told her they should have placed the swingset on lot 213.  It has been empty for 5 years.  There is already one playset up there.  This way the kids would be safe and away from the Interstate.  The manager looked at me and said:  "we’re just trying to promote the mobile home court as family orientated."  I looked at her and said:  "no, you’re setting up a crime scene."  I’d get more from a rock then from her.  I’m not the only one that has complained about the swingset and no parents.  The guy across the street from me just moved and he complained too.  Nothing is ever done. 

Sometimes I wish I could afford to purchase an acre of land in the country and place my little mobile home on the land.  Then I wouldn’t have to put up with idiots.  My dog could run and my grandkids could play ball in the yard and ride their bikes.  Ah, dreams…….

Well, this isn’t getting the jobs done that need to be done.  Everyone, have a great weekend.  Get together with family and friends.

Blessings.  †