… at Woodruff Place.

Today, we had an impromptu tuba mouthpiece blessing at church.  The choir got up to sing, and as we were arranging ourselves, the pastor started talking. 

Zach is a teen from our church who was just given free private music lessons (via some grant for underprivileged inner-city kids).  His new teacher gave him a good mouthpiece for his beat-up school tuba, and he’s been showing it to anyone who’ll look.   Zach has had to work for every good thing in his life, music included.  He is enthusiastic, willing to work hard, and is ambitious.  He got himself into a really great band (the Indianapolis Youth Wind Ensemble), and through that has received his lessons.  Everything this kid does, he does it with enthusiasm and a genuine desire to honor God.

Pastor took time during the service today to dedicate Zach’s mouthpiece to the Lord.  It was bizarre, but sweet.  I know that Zach will remember this for a long time, and I’m sure that he’s been edified, encouraged.  Goodness knows he needs someone on his side.

And stranger things have happened here.