If this is a midlife crisis resolved, I'd say mine is pretty harmless, as midlife crises go. I have recently taken on a new little hobby: drumming. Actually that isn't new; I used to play the drums a bit in junior high school, back in the stone age (or, more accurately, the rock age); but I had to give it up if I wanted to sing in the choir, so my drumming desire never came to fruition. I even knew a drummer in college, but never took it up again myself, never even thought much about it. But when I heard last summer that the Kewanee Community Band needed a drummer, I thought, Hey, maybe I could do that. So I took the dive, and this summer started showing up at rehearsals. What fun. I've been playing the snare drum for some Sousa marches--the old stuff I learned decades ago came back to me really quickly--and now, I even get to sit behind a drum set for some of the music.
Not sure what it is about drumming that pulls my chain, but this really is fun. Our next event is this Thursday in Kewanee Veterens' Park, 6 pm.
And hey, I can even come up with a good pastoral side to doing this too. Let's call it community involvement. Yeah, that's it: Drum evangelism . . .
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Sometimes it is about doing something fun simply for the fun of it. Even for Pastors.
Indeed. That's why my mock-pietist mode was on.
I'm as pious as anyone, but I did get the joke.
;)
I can play bass a little, maybe we can jamb sometime. Only problem is I live 475 miles from the hog capital. But it never hurts to dream.
I meant jam not jamb...
Speaking as a drummer myself, I'm glad to hear it. Next time you're in Fort Wayne, check out the Jam Crib, a place where hobby musicians can get together and jam.
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