Last night, I took my first step toward a ministry of music.
I’m a member of the Church of Our Saviour in Cincinnati, a thriving community that embodies the very best of Christ. Not only are we welcoming, we strive to be inviting, and everyone is invited to the Table. At COS, there’s lots of music during the main 10:30 Sunday service, but nothing during the mid-week service which follows Food Pantry and Bible Study. I had emailed Mother Paula earlier in the morning about the possibility of providing some music during the Wednesday evening services at 7pm, and she was both enthusiastic and encouraging. I was very happy to receive this reply.
I had strong thoughts of not starting this week, but next. But I finally reasoned that there’s no time like the present, and I had to break the chain of my indecision, so I went for it. It was not going to be complicated, but simple; I was to play the Doxology at the end of service, and I told Mother Paula that the following week I would have something prepared for the beginning. So in the afternoon following long-tones and scales, I practiced the Doxology which, in the key of G Major, is not difficult at all.
At 6:40p, I put my little oboe stand together and got my instrument out of its case, soaked a reed, and warmed up a bit. I spoke with Mother Paula, and we decided that the best place for music was during the presentation of the gifts, which to me is all the more significant. And when that time came, my friend John bringing the bread and wine to the altar, I played the Doxology. And I played it effortlessly, for once, and without any mistakes. The oboe sounds so beautiful in a sacred space.
Humble beginnings, but a beginning nonetheless. I’m looking forward now to every Wednesday and hopefully upping my game as we go along. Next week will be the Hyfrydol, which was composed in 1830 by R.H. Prichard, and is personally one of my most favorite hymns.