I was practicing organ for Good Friday.
I received an email about musical wishes for a funeral.
The pastor asked me if I can play Bach’s Air for a wedding.
I accompanied a worship service on piano in a retirement home.
Another pastor talked to me about music for a baptism.
At the same time the soloist for Easter worship service texted me about rehearsal time.
Later, I received an email from the soloist for Good Friday about music suggestions.
I drafted an email about music for confirmation ceremony.
Just now, an email come in about ensemble singing at Easter sunrise worship service.
Only left Christmas to have the complete liturgical church year and every season of life in one day.
The corona cases in Germany rise again, I am not without worry about how many of these plans can take place. I feel like walking on the thin frozen ice layer on a lake, carefully walking every step.