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Friday, June 29th
Loma Linda, CA
Just finished perhaps the most successful hospital concert I can remember in my time with this group, at the Adventist Children’s Hospital. Most of the time, when we sing in a hospital lobby, people kind of stop for a song or two, nod or smile, and move on.
For some reason, everyone parked it today. Doctors, nurses, patients, and parents just pulled a chair, or a spot of floor, or just stood, and listened for a half hour or more. It was really cool. One of the administrators told us that most staff people just ignore groups that come through. Perhaps it was because I addressed the staff specifically as we began, thanking them for being the hands of feet of Christ, the great physician, the great scientist.
We’re on our way to El Torito for our last group meal together. The mood is light, the end is near. I can’t wait to hug our kids.
101 west, Universal City, CA
We’re in the home stretch now, fighting L.A. traffic on a Friday afternoon. It’s comforting, somehow. In two and a half hours, an In-N-Our Burger truck will roll up to the church parking lot and serve 175 people meals. We’ll then make our way into the sanctuary, and do our final concert of the year. This group, as it currently stands, will be no more. Seniors will be graduated, the classes will shift up, and in a few months, it will begin again.
Erica and I made the decision that we are going to lead the group musically for at least one more year. This ministry is too special to fall through the cracks, and the new pastoral leadership team is not yet fully in place at ABF. Andy will shift into my worship leading role for a few months, one of our sponsors named Dave has been asked to become the interim youth leader, and we will begin a new life.
There’s a chance that there might be a new worship leader and permanent youth pastor in time to provide leadership for this group before the next season begins, but I doubt it. We told the sponsors what we had decided, and they were excited. We told them that we were going to have to make some structural changes for us to do it, and they were game. I cannot speak for the years to come, but I do know that this will not be my final Agape concert tonight.
It’s the right thing, the good thing, to do.
Choirs are special to me. Choirs are about people of average ability coming together to be a part of something extraordinary. Choirs are about giving yourself away a little bit to become a part of something beautiful, something bigger then yourself. At the same time, your individual participation is critical. One sour face, or sour note, can throw the whole picture off. It’s about the group, it’s about the person.
It’s about suspending chaos. It’s about shutting off the noise, and aligning frequencies upon harmonics upon tone upon timbre. It’s about capturing imagination and stealing breath. It’s about unity.
It’s the church, four minutes at a time.
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