When I think of yesterday, I may remember it as a day of pumpkin offloading:
The offload went well--because it was Sunday after church, we had lots of people helping. In just a few hours, our church's front yard looked like this:
But I also want to remember that it was a day of handchime practice.
Yesterday, we started working on a piece that we want to play for Reformation Sunday, just 2 weeks away. The first attempt to play through "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God" was a disaster, the melody line unrecognizable as some of us lost our places and some of us rang the wrong note at the wrong time.
But first times are always like that. We persevered, and by the end of a half hour, we played a recognizable version of "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God." And we still have a practice session next week.
I want to remember the lessons of yesterday: what seems insurmountable ( offloading 1700 pumpkins, getting ready to play handchimes in 2 weeks) is actually doable--one must proceed pumpkin by pumpkin, note by note.
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