I used to think that all the problems that happened on a given Sunday were the work of the Devil.
Now, I’m not so sure. Because it seems like almost every “problem” I encounter ends up pushing me to greater dependence on the Father.
Trouble isn’t fun, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t beneficial. Here are five things that are probably gonna’ happen to you sooner or later.
As to how to deal with them or what you should learn…that’s up to you and God, pal.
SOMETHING’S GONNA’ BE WRONG
What the heck happens to the sound board between rehearsal and Sunday morning?
Everything was perfectly set when we all left on Wednesday night and now we find that all the high eq knobs have been rolled to +38 and all the projection fonts have been changed to *JAZZ LET.
Go ahead and do some detective work. Try to figure out who’s been in the sanctuary since then. It won’t matter. Stuff just won’t work.
SOMETHING’S GONNA’ BE BROKEN
This is different. This is bigger.
The projector lamp suddenly burns out in a flash of sulfur and sadness. Your guitar falls of a stand. The drummer realizes too late that he shattered every single one of his sticks the week before.
Sometimes, it’s even bigger – no A/C or the alarm panel won’t disarm when you get to church which means you have to have an awkward conversation with a police officer in the parking lot.
SOMEBODY’S GONNA’ BE GROUCHY
What is up with the grouch-quotient among musicians and tech teams? Maybe it’s the early hours…
Try your best, but you’re not gonna’ be able to get around somebody who’s prowling around looking for some sucker to berate. Ideally, it’ll be a member of your team – that’s manageable. It’s the random person from the crowd who waits for you after service that’s tough.
SOMEBODY’S GONNA’ BE LATE
And it’ll probably be you.
SOMEBODY’S NOT GONNA’ NOT LIKE YOU
Remember the Seinfeld episode where George can’t stand the fact that Jerry’s girlfriend dislikes him? Jerry asks him, “Does everyone have to like you?” George emphatically says yes.
I know it drives you crazy when someone doesn’t think you’re awesome. It drives me crazy, too.
And it’s going to happen for the rest of our lives. If it’s any consolation, I like you a whole lot.