Be a mensch
2009 October 30
I play the piano at our Wednesday evening services. When we have Holy Communion, the piano bench blocks the aisle for communicants returning from the altar. For years, I could never remember to push in the bench after the Hymn of the Day.
Kassie tried gentle reminders. I forgot.
She tried admonitions. I ignored them.
She tried a sticky note. I didn’t see it.
She tried several sticky notes. I still didn’t see them.
Then, she got serious.
I pushed in the bench.
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We don't have bench issues. But with the way our sanctuary is laid out and the position of the choir (we don't have a loft), my husband the cantor's music stand blocks the choir from seeing the lectern/pulpit (we have a combo platter), so when it's time for the sermon he needs to remember to push his music stand down. Sometimes he remembers. Sometimes he needs reminding.
I think it is cool that you play piano during the service.
Until recently, we've had to go the CD route on our Wednesday service, until our "spare" organist prayed "God, if you give me a job in Fort Wayne (she was commuting to Indy weekly for two years in a temp situation), I will play for the Wednesday service for a year, if the job allows me to do so.
Very soon after, she was blessed with a job in Fort Wayne.
Omigosh, that's so blooming funny! I think my whole hall heard me in here.
Of course, I did the same thing when I was 7 and wanted an American Girl doll. Mom and dad didn't seem to be getting my hints. So late one night I used up all the sticky notes I could find to write and post messages all over the house demanding that doll. Next birthday? I got one.
Yeah – I could barely preach afterward! Here I am, trying to expound on the Gospel for the day, and I can barely hold in the guffaws of laughter that want to come out. NOT. GOOD!
I love it that you used guerilla marketing to get your doll!
I love Kassie.