Hi everybody!! Waz up!! Are you in the High Desert groove today. Man, It’s hard to write on High Desert Blogging because you all are good writers and I’m not. Angie says when I write I misspell words, Mmm, is she crazy. Well let me tell you a true story. A long, long, long time ago, in a place very far from here, when Angie and I were both younger and skinnier, we pastored a small church in Tyler, Texas. Well you may never had visited a Pentecostal church before, but, if you do, I promise you will never fall asleep during a church service.
Folks like to sing loud, music rocks, and the worship is demonstrated with praise and uplifted hands. One Sunday night I was speaking and I get excited and while I was speaking I had jumped on a little pew that was on the platform. Well, as long as we had been there I never knew that little pew was never bolted down. What made things worse, my drum set is right behind that little unbolted down pew.
Momentum: A built up speed. Did you know that when you fly through the air that there are no breaks on you. When I hit the edge of that little unbolted pew, momentum had a whole new meaning to me.
I landed right smack dab in the middle of the drum set. When I woke up, I was looking straight up at the ceiling, and I thought, why I’m I here, ( it had not dawned on me yet of what had just happened). Then it dawned on me!! Then I looked the other way and there was a little church full of people watching the show.
Drum roll please, oh, wait, the snare drum is half way across the platform. So I have a new motto now, that is , “I don’t always fly through a drum set, but when I do, I’ll screw up everything”.