Sunday, December 09, 2012
So I went to church today. I haven't gone as often as I should, but with my newfound energy, I really felt like it. Advent has been my favorite season since I was little; I always loved the lights, songs, and sense of anticipation. When I was a kid, I actually thought church was all about listening to good stories and singing songs, and I still feel a little bit that way.
The church was decorated nicely, but I just couldn't get into the spirit today; the reason was the music selection. It was terrible. I've heard more cheerful music at funerals! Now, I know the difference between advent and Christmas, and I certainly wouldn't expect Rudolf or Frosty in the repertoire, but this was terrible. One of the songs went something like "The year is getting older, and we are getting older, too." All of them were in a minor scale and awfully depressing. The poor cantor, who did not have the best of voices, was struggling to sing them, and it didn't help that the congregation gave up halfway through the first stanza.
The church I used to go to had a full time music director, and I was very involved in choir and even did some cantoring. After a new priest took over, he fired her and made the music director position part time. He was very rude, which is a terrible thing for a man of God, one time telling me that if he didn't recognize my face, I wasn't a member of his church. Ahem, I am a member of the world church, any church I walk into is supposed to be my home. Anyway, after that, I switched parishes, which I really didn't like to do.
I was happy at the new one so far, but today was just terrible. I have to find out who the music director is; maybe he or she is an overwhelmed volunteer who just got the selection out of some newsletter to get it to the printer in a hurry. Maybe I can help in the future.
And then they wonder why attendance is down and the young people (meaning anyone under 50) don't want to come anymore.