Around this time last year I was leading worship for our Sunday service. It was a really good morning. We did a bunch of different songs, including an arrangement of “Hark The Herald Angels Sing” that I did. At the end of the service as I wrapped up our closing song (probably Here I Am To Worship or something like that) our pastor came up to give his closing remarks. As he was talking a woman shouted out “Aren’t we gonna sing carols?!”
Steve, being the champ that he is, took it in stride and said “Come next week and we’ll be singing lots of carols”
“No! Now! Silent Night, or anything!”
At this moment I broke out of my stunned trance and, like the monkey I am, obeyed my master’s voice and jumped into Silent Night. The song continued as people awkwardly filed out of the Sanctuary.
I think my only words to Steve after that was “well, that was weird.”
I love Christmas.