A sermon for the fourth Sunday after Epiphany given at the United Church of Acworth, New Hampshire on Sunday, February 3, 2013.
In High School
band I was in the percussion section.
I had the most
fun when
I got to play
the various cadences as we marched onto the field.
Left-right-left.
. . .
Or when I got to
play Wipeout during half-time at the basketball games.
Or offer up a
drum solo in 5/4 time to Dave Brubeck's Take Five in Jazz band.
But there were
less thrilling moments too.
Like when I had
to play the suspended cymbal or the triangle in a concert piece.
When the music
would show a sea of rests
with isolated
scattered notes throughout the piece.
I had to count
diligently or I'd lose my place and crash my cymbal or ding the
triangle
At the wrong
moment.
