Yesterday was a day of final rehearsals and then concerts and worship. I went to the kid's concert--I am amazed at how the director is able to take a group of very young children, all under the age of 8, and get them focused and making good music.
I was able to record the Adult Choir during worship--they had 4 pieces for the prelude part of the service and 1 piece for the response to the Confession, 1 piece as a response to the Bible reading, and 1 piece for the Offertory. If you'd like to hear them, I posted each one separately on my YouTube channel.
I was the Communion assistant, which went well for the most part. Closing worship was held at the Chapel, which has no HVAC system, so we were all sweaty. I was briefly worried about the chalices slipping out of my sweaty hands, but happily, that didn't happen. As I walked back to the altar, some of the grape juice in the very full chalice sloshed and dripped on the floor.
The other team communed the choir, while the chaplain and I communed everyone else--including the bishop of the NC Synod. I always find it profoundly moving to commune my mom and dad. I'll get another chance to do that tomorrow--they're coming to Bristol on their way home.
We spent the afternoon helping our friends staying with us get on the road and then straightening a bit. Mom and Dad came back in the late afternoon for dinner--delicious hamburgers, which we got cooked on the grill just before a thunderstorm came through.
After a week of late-ish nights, it was good to have an early bedtime. Today we will head a different direction on I 26. We're going down to Spartanburg to see our fixer-upper house and to see the campus of Spartanburg Methodist College. We'll have some lunch at some point, and then we'll head back.
It's wonderful to have a slower ending to Music Week, otherwise yesterday afternoon could have been a crashing come down.
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