So yesterday we had one of those music testimony meetings where people can come up and bear their testimony about a certain hymn. Then the whole congregation sings one verse of the hymn. It was great! Very spiritual, very beautiful.
Until I ruined the whole thing.
You see, I was one of the music conductors for the meeting. Another sister and I were tag-teaming, taking turns leading the songs. Somehow I ended up with all the tricky ones! (3/2 time, REALLY? Thanks a lot, John B. Dykes.)
One of those tricky songs was "Come, Come, Ye Saints," which switches back and forth between 4/4 time and 3/4 time. I was SO focused on switching from ending in 3/4 time to starting again in 4/4 time that I forgot we were only supposed to sing ONE VERSE!
Trevor had stopped playing the organ, and the congregation had stopped singing... but I was so focused on getting that rhythm right that I didn't even notice.
I belted out a magnificent "WHYYYYY!!" It was beautiful. It was worthy of an opera.
I started mentally congratulating myself on both getting that tricky rhythm right AND singing beautifully. THEN my brain finally remembered that we were only supposed to sing one verse... and I realized that there was no organ playing... and no one else singing except me.... and I sat down as quick as I could. Everyone was laughing, including me!
That is one music testimony meeting I'll never forget!
