I just lost another uncle. A musical uncle. He was also an artist. And a teacher. If my brother and I have any gifts to share with the church, I can honestly say we got some of them from him. We had a memorial service. I spent a lot of time documenting his life, with photos and memorabilia and eulogies. The day of the service arrived. A few family friends came, along with the lunch ladies from church, and our small family. This was in stark contrast to another recent funeral to which the entire congregation turned out. It’s not too late. I still have the memorabilia. If the same folks who stayed away would come to my house, I would serve coffee and tell my uncle’s story. The day after the service I sat in the front pew staring at the funeral flowers and I couldn’t help it. Tears flowed.
Every Sunday in a virtual world called SecondLife, a Danish electronic music composer gives a concert at the Open Arms Cross Church. He always includes a hymn selection from the Danish church. It is an hour for meditation and reflection, and immensely enjoyable. Yes, it’s pixels but the sound is real, the surroundings induce reveerence, and there are real people in attendance.
…or was it the year before that? My brother has his arm twisted to perform a noon recital as part of a series that fund raises for two scholarships to be given to aspiring young church musicians. There are two free will collections taken up, one for the music and the other for the luncheon. Generally, people donate on the average one dollar to the music fund and they give the church five dollars per lunch served. Last year my brother got up and said something like, “I put together this program at the last minute but I hope to entertain you with a dollar’s worth of entertainment”. Everybody laughed. Later, people remarked, “I can’t believe you said that”.
This year he has a couple of former students performing with him. One girl was scheduled to play flute but she will sing instead. Her song is “Bring on the men”.
I may provide a trifle for the luncheon.