Three weeks ago, i got the dreaded call…
“Brother Johnson, would you and your wife be available to meet with the first counselor on Sunday?”
Well I was raised to never decline a calling, and this was going to be a calling, so I said, no. I mean that wasn’t strictly a calling yet was it?
Now before you start getting too upset, what I really said was that Nancy wasn’t available as she was going to be working that day, so I was on my own.
I quickly steeled myself up for the wonderful calling to come.
Nursery would be okay I guess.
Primary? Well i have done it before but never solo so that might be a challenge.
Sunday School? I had done it all there so that might be perfect.
Librarian? Cool, loved that calling and it eventually got me to the building librarian which was even cooler somehow.
Elders Quorum? Very unlikely but okay…
Did you see what I missed there? Yeah, me neither until I heard those words come out of his mouth.
“Brother Johnson, we would like to ask you to be… our new ward choir director.”
I am agog, I am a ghast. (If you don’t get that lyric, listen to Broadway’s version of Les Miserables”)
My answer was… I never pass on calling but… I asked for time to consider it.
Cut to the Chase, last Sunday, they announced me as the new choir director.
Go ahead, I will wait while you finish laughing.
Still waiting.
Okay, done yet?
Well I am tired of waiting so you join when you are ready.
This is where I need your help. I don’t know of a budget so I want to start finding free choir resources now. Come one come all.
Please let me hear them all. Don’t worry if you think I have heard it before… I may not have. Feel free to pass this along to musically blessed people too. If you don’t want to post them here, don’t hesitate to email them to me… nitemare 409 at gmail dot com without the spaces.
Someday you may see your name in lights… or at least in the lights of this blog.
Thanks in advance, and thanks for reading this blog.

