Worship Confessional: 4/13/2008
I wasn’t scheduled to play this week, but a last minute change to the worship schedule had me playing this morning. I had only played with one other band member who played today, so it was good to be able to sit in with some other musicians. Totally different feel for a lot of reasons. Our set:
- With All of my Heart (Dave Fife)
- Let My Words Be Few (Matt Redman)
- More Than Ever (Robbie Reider & Allan Fuller)
- Invitation Fountain (If You Lead Me, Lord, I Will Follow)
- Holy God (Brian Doerksen)
The only tune I hadn’t played before was the Invitation Fountain tune, and I think that’s because it was written by our leader today, Dave Florea. He’s known for not crediting himself when we do a tune that he wrote. And that’s too bad, too, because he writes some really good stuff. This particular song only had two chords through the whole thing, so you had to get creative when going back and forth. Even so, it had a great melody and fit in nicely with the set.
Dave led, with Jeff on Bass, his wife Eilene on djembe/backup vocals, Brad on drums, and me on keys. If you ever have to sit in on a worship time, cold turkey, with no rehearsal time, this is the group to do it with. Musically, this is about as solid of a group as I’ve played with in quite a while.


Our local Starbucks crew was struggling to keep up with a moderate crowd of 3 or 4 this morning. The lady in front of me picked up her grande caramel macchiato and quickly made her way out the door. Thirty seconds later, a Starbucks worker put a similar drink out on the counter and called out “Grande caramel macchiato!”. I waited another five minutes for my own beverage while the macchiato sat there. When mine finally got up there, the lady handed me mine, looked at the other drink still sitting there, and called out again, “Grande caramel macchiato, please.” Trying to be helpful, I explained, “I think that might be a duplicate; the lady in front of me just took one out exactly like it.” She looked at me a little strangely. “Well,” she replied, “they all look the same.” I took my latte and headed out the door. I’m unsure as to the fate of the caramel macchiato.
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