Fast forward back to the radio lady's revelation. She told me she felt I was not done with music and I had things left that the Lord wanted me to do. I thanked her politely, while in the back of my head saying, "When the devil and Nancy Kerrigan go ice skating."
Apparently I was wrong. The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, has decided that it is time for me to dip my toes back in. Or he wanted to throw me to the lions. Either way, I'm the new Primary Chorister.
So now every Sunday I am expected to confront my two biggest demons -- music and mass quantities of small children.
I need help.
My first two weeks went alright, but I need ideas to entertain, teach, and maintain order.
So What do you have for me, oh wise and wonderful readers? Don't be shy.