When I was a kid, the churches I attended ALWAYS encouraged singing. Kids doing the active songs, most had motions. It was fun. I remember a kids song that must have been entitled, “Deep and Wide”. We made motions of deep and wide as we would sing those words. Then there was a ‘fountain flowing , deep and wide, and we made motions of flowing.
Timid kids were encouraged to sing ‘solos’ to help remove the fright of being ‘up front’ of a group of people. Some needed no encouragement (ha).
If you notice when we are kids we do not mind showing off in front of our family, but some get ‘tongue tied’ when they actually stand alone to perform. Singing helped relieve a lot of fears.
Our family and churches were always encouraging all music instruments, many of the churches I attend had a ‘band’. Kids were encouraged to take band and bring their instruments and play in church. It also added to your musical abilities because mixing the wind instrument with strings you had to ‘transpose’, or play in a different key than the song was written. If I remember right If a song was on the piano in one ‘flat’ (b-flat), I had to play the trumpet in four flats to harmonize.
Solo’s were always encouraged on ‘all’ instruments at one time or the other. Some were very good, others were terrible, but EVERYONE was enjoyed by the congregation or crowd.
Since my hearing has deteriorated to the point that my aids now, are the strongest possible, I cannot enjoy musical instruments and vocal information at the same time. It produces a sound sorta like fingernails on a chalk board, remember?
I wrote all that to say this, Glenda invited us to the Church of Christ in Okeechobee yesterday. My first time ever in a church with ‘NO MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS’. I actually knew two of the hymns that were sang a cappella. I could sing a long (sorta) and understand the words. No one looked at me like ‘WHAT ARE YOU SINGING?”!!!
It was an experience I will not soon forget, but since I am so used to seeing at least an organ, piano or key board in worship it would be a worship process hard for me to get used to, but I did appreciate it, and learned something I did not know, under different I do hear a little better.
We had a good time visiting and having dinner with Glenda and her friend Charley. He listened as I talked. (I cover my hearing loss by being a motor mouth, it is a habit I have developed, If I control the conversation, I know ‘half’ what is going on.
The same with my blog entries, I talk too much.
Oh, Did you have a rhythm band in first grade?
Sorry about that. Thanks for coming by.
A friend told the blonde man: "Christmas is on a Friday this year."
The blonde man then said, "Let's hope it's not the 13th."
(Shirl called and asked a friend to open his car collection for a private showing for us last year, I thoroughly enjoyed it, and drooled a little)