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Drums of Praise and Worship
Every Sunday morning
I’d arrive at church ten minutes early before service
For a small rehearsal with the group
But I always wanted to play in the evening service
They had longer louder livelier set
And a bigger congregation
Yet somehow as I was beginning to question my faith
I was asked if I would be interested in being a youth pastor
But I knew deep down I was not a good example
My Monday through Saturday self was different than my Sunday self
I left that congregation a year or so later
Joined a church that was starting and started playing drums again
One day my new pastor I was asked if I’d conduct Bible studies
But I knew my heart, I was living a lie, worse than before
I wasn’t right with the Lord
Or in my marriage
And upon the bomb that went off at home
I left everything behind
And I haven’t played the drums ever since
I’d arrive at church ten minutes early before service
For a small rehearsal with the group
But I always wanted to play in the evening service
They had longer louder livelier set
And a bigger congregation
Yet somehow as I was beginning to question my faith
I was asked if I would be interested in being a youth pastor
But I knew deep down I was not a good example
My Monday through Saturday self was different than my Sunday self
I left that congregation a year or so later
Joined a church that was starting and started playing drums again
One day my new pastor I was asked if I’d conduct Bible studies
But I knew my heart, I was living a lie, worse than before
I wasn’t right with the Lord
Or in my marriage
And upon the bomb that went off at home
I left everything behind
And I haven’t played the drums ever since
Published 28th Mar 2020
Author's Note
For the Gods Change, Prayers Stay the Same comp.
Inspired by Yehuda Amichai's poem "Sabbath lie".
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/52956/sabbath-lie
Inspired by Yehuda Amichai's poem "Sabbath lie".
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/52956/sabbath-lie
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Anonymous
28th Mar 2020 8:05pm
I found the comparison of playing the drums from one time frame to another a really effective method of explaining the passage of time.
I think what I found personally interesting is I took up the drums when I got into Paganism, so I consider them a bit of a heathen staple... which is an even bigger twist to your poem when compared to your questioning of your own faith.
I liked this little snippet. It had an interesting narrative. Thank you for sharing.
-M
I think what I found personally interesting is I took up the drums when I got into Paganism, so I consider them a bit of a heathen staple... which is an even bigger twist to your poem when compared to your questioning of your own faith.
I liked this little snippet. It had an interesting narrative. Thank you for sharing.
-M
3rd Apr 2020 5:35pm
Thanks Missy.
Yes, music was a big part of my life growing up. As I grow older and became more aware of other things, I began to make friends of different faiths and backgrounds, which lead me to question why my group demonized everything else.
I hope to start play again soon, it's like riding a bike, I may be a little wobbly, but I'll never forget.
Yes, music was a big part of my life growing up. As I grow older and became more aware of other things, I began to make friends of different faiths and backgrounds, which lead me to question why my group demonized everything else.
I hope to start play again soon, it's like riding a bike, I may be a little wobbly, but I'll never forget.
28th Mar 2020 8:49pm
Deeply touching. I wish the chapter could have gone better. We all struggle and it's a sobering fact that trauma sometimes demotivates us. 🥀
It's hard to think of you, not drumming mid-isolation. 💔
It's hard to think of you, not drumming mid-isolation. 💔
Thank you Edible (and for adding to your RL).
I think because of the changes in my life and also haven't had a chance to play. But reflecting on those times I sorry for how things went bad and sorrow for not keeping up with the craft.
My son did pick it up a little bit when he joined my alma mater and played with the marching band for a year.
I think because of the changes in my life and also haven't had a chance to play. But reflecting on those times I sorry for how things went bad and sorrow for not keeping up with the craft.
My son did pick it up a little bit when he joined my alma mater and played with the marching band for a year.
3rd Apr 2020 7:01pm
3rd Apr 2020 7:49pm
I was performing drum major/drumline captain (in the battery), he was in the pit, so he had a little more skills music (scale wise).
I was very proud of him.
I was very proud of him.
