What a weekend..a weekend that will go into our family history books and one that I’m glad to have behind me. My daughter is partying at Sonic tonight with her new freshman class and I am heading back for the long, long ride home.
After dropping her off, in classic Saunders style, David and I stopped into this garage-turned-coffee shop for an espresso to speed us home to Atlanta. While we were waiting for them to make — and remake — our drinks, we struck up a conversation with a young guy lounging at the next table. Turns out he’s a freshman at Kylie’s college, and a musician who plays percussion. By the time we left, we’d gotten into a great kingdom discussion about the difference between EE (evangelism explosion) and living in the midst of the kingdom. David and I were so impressed with the heart of this drummer with a heart. Great stop for coffee and oh so much more.
Then tonight we worshiped at one of our favorite home away from homes, Grace Fellowship Church. During worship, maybe because of our coffee stop, I was watching the drummer tonight. He was a conservative drummer, keeping everyone on that stage in the same place at the same time. He added so much to our worship experience. Without him, it would all fall apart. I decided that I would like to be a drummer. I’d like to be like our friend in the coffee shop and the guy on stage, keeping the beat steady so that other people can do their thing on stage. I have a whole new respect for drummers this week.
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