My church musician friend said today:

“Please rise already Jesus, the musicians are exhausted around Easter. We’re doing Handel, this weekend, but feels like it wants to be Bach-bit deeper resonance. Needs more nuance for people to enter into the deeper parts of the story, to attain the whole thought.” Musicians at Easter.

Church musicians have the best sense of humor, by necessity. I told him, He did rise, so we should be alright. Even though our rituals have yet to be perfected, and you guys are overworked. My Jewish friends are more relaxed as there’s less sonic hoopla around Passover, at least in terms of music. Maybe deliverance songs are easier to play than resurrection ones. Both seem tough to me though.
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When the table lights up! The world changes. The conversation changes into another hue. If you have that gift of lighting up the table, take care of how you steward light.

“The table lit up, when you showed up, a friend said today, and I love your hat.” I’m glad my hat could bless. Those moments matter. They support the duller moments. When the table lights up. Maybe I want to be one who lights up the table, or maybe I already am one of those glow lights, or candle bearers.

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As a photographers son, you learn to see.
As a pastor’s son, you learn to care for souls
As an engineer’s son, you learn to see 3 dimensionally.
Still, spiritual intelligence informs all professions.