I have no idea where that saying came from, but after waking up this morning before 6:00 I have every intention of finding out! There is no reason to ever wake up on a Saturday morning any earlier than 8:00 or so. Then I'm reminded of the days where I usually wake up early and awesome things happen later in the day. I'm guessing today will be such a day. I need to finish preparing for a 10:00 AM rehearsal and get the boys some breakfast.
Spencer called me last night and sounded very tired. His football practice went well and he was excited to get new cleats, a new mouthpiece, and his helmet. They will practice again today. He told me he weighed yesterday and was three pounded under the weight limit. I knew he would do well and told him not to sweat it this summer... to just have fun and not worry about those things. If I had five practices a week for a month to prepare for a football season, there is no telling how much I might lose! Hmmm Nah. Truth is, I rebounded for Tate last night after dinner in the basketball gym next door for a short while, and this morning I could hardly get out of bed and walk! That is sad isn't it? I am so ashamed. I'm going to blame last night's wonderful catfish dinner.
Rehearsal went well, as we learned four songs in 80 minutes. That makes for a productive time. I tend to move quickly through a rehearsal, mainly to keep people interested in the music, and to actually accomplish more in the time we have together. People feel positive about the music when their time is appreciated, and when they are made to feel as if they've accomplished something significant for their efforts. I also understand that great rehearsals are usually a result of someone doing their job long before I've arrived to town. I appreciate those who faithfully work in the music programs of today's church. At times, it can be a thankless job. I realize it is because of others' talents and sacrifices that I am able to do what I do each week. And knowing that God Himself will reward us with blessings from Heaven makes it all worthwhile.
The mexican fajita lunch has begun to settle and I feel a nap coming on. I normally don't nap, but tonight some of the young people are playing volleyball in the gym, and I've already been asked to "bring my game" to the court. Ha!
No nap for me. Nothing but noise in the room. I thought I would be nice and take the boys to Sam Ash Music store for a while. I let Tate tear up the drum room, then asked if he would come with me to the acoustic guitar room while I looked at some of Nashville's finest. Colton immediately grabbed a $3,200 Martin acoustic guitar, and Tate swung around the room using various guitars hanging from the wall. After a few glances from the salesman, and knowing I was fighting a losing battle with Tate, we simply left. A quick run through Dairy Queen and then we were back at the church for a night of fellowship on the volleyball court. I left my game on the sideline tonight. I hated to disappoint all my fans. Ha! We just got back to the room and hopefully things will quieten down soon. I need to study tonight since the pastor (who is a preaching machine) asked if we could "tag-team" in the morning about worship. I'll help lead the worship and speak for a short while. I can't wait to see what all God has in store for us!
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