I time it to get to church about 5 seconds before the service starts.  I arrive, realize that I’m not wearing nearly enough layers, and barely have time to seat my bottom on the pew when they say, “Let’s all stand.”

Sometimes I time it wrong and I don’t even have time for my bottom to hit the pew.  There I am on my way down when they say “Let’s all stand,” and I have to change direction mid-sit.  I’ve pulled muscles, people.  Standing and sitting is all very difficult at 8:00 a.m. on a Sunday.

Not nearly enough layers?  Oh, it’s not just me.  A couple of weeks ago I grabbed a throw blanket as we were walking out the door at 7:51.  Darling Husband gave me a pained look and said, “Please don’t take a blanket to church.  Please?”

But last week I watched a woman a couple of rows in front of me leave.  She came back 5 minutes later…with a throw blanket under her arm.  And then she didn’t drape it discreetly on her lap.  Oh, no.  She wrapped it around her shoulders and settled in all cozy-like.  I had to fight against the sin of envy through the entire service.  While I shivered.

This coming Sunday morning I’m taking my blanket.

So there it is at the crack of dawn on a Sunday morning and you know I didn’t make it to bed before 12:30 the night before. I’m cold and I haven’t had a chance to sit and I can barely keep my eyes open. Think about it–from Monday to Saturday, I’m not even out of bed before 8:30.  Not even out of bed!  8:00 a.m. on a Sunday is brutal.

But then…Michael.

Michael is one of the drummers at church.  I’ve written before about how we can tell whether or not Michael is playing without even looking.

See, after the “Let’s all stand,” pronouncement, most drummers start into the song, nice and easy.  Rat-a-tat-tat.  But not Michael.  Before the second chord is even struck, Michael has hit every single drum in the kit.  Five times each.  Every drum.  Five times.

Oh, you think I’m making this up?  I’m not.  And I have proof.

See way back in Michael’s college days, he was in a drum corp.  Don’t know what that is?  Watch a few seconds of this video.  If you don’t want to watch the video, I’ll explain:  a drum corp is like a marching band but with only drums, brass, and color guard (people who twirl flags and batons and dance.)  They compete on football fields and the entire corp weaves in and out of each other while they play.  There are corps all across America and around the world, competing.

Not only do the entire corps compete, but they also have individual competitions.  Here’s a 25 year old video of Michael’s individual competition, filmed by his mother.

Go ahead and click on it.  You’ll miss the entire point of this post if you don’t click on it.  You don’t have to watch the whole thing.  Just watch from 13 seconds to 28 seconds or from 1:10-1:27.

Friends, let me assure you, Michael has not slowed down in the past 25 years.  When I say he hits every drum five times before the second chord has been played, I mean that he hits every drum five times before the second chord has been played.  I send up a prayer of thanks for Michael and his drums every Sunday morning at 8:00.  Wakes you right up.


Oh wait!  I’m not done!

I didn’t mean to write so much about Sunday mornings.  What I wanted to write about was going to see a drum corp competition last Sunday evening with Michael and Kim.  Kim is married to Michael.  They were in the same drum corp together—the Bluecoats.   Whenever the Bluecoats compete nearby, they go to watch and they invited us to go with them.

It was a lot of fun.  When the Bluecoats take the field, it’s tradition for fans to hoot out, “Blooooooo!”  which sounds a lot like “Booooo!”  Yeah…we got some surprised looks from spectators who don’t know about the tradition.  I heard a woman saying, “Sheesh.  They haven’t even played yet.”

The Bluecoats were great, but the best part was watching Michael.  I haven’t attended many sporting events, so I haven’t seen that many Fans.

And Michael is a Fan.

No matter what those Bluecoats did, Michael was clapping and hooting and bloo-ing.  It was great. Michael and Kim had invited 4 of us to go with them to the competition and I think we can all agree that the best part of the evening was watching Michael root for his old corp.

Can’t wait to go again next year.


I didn’t take my camera to the competition because I didn’t want it ruined in the rain.  Here’s a picture I stole from Michael’s Facebook page from last Sunday at the drum corp competition.  The other guy in the picture is someone who was in the Bluecoats with Michael and Kim 25 years ago.

They’re blurry in the picture because they’re drummers and they move fast.



2 thoughts on “Bloooooo!

  1. Love this! Wook’s hair may have changed over the years but his enthusiasm for music, and life in general have only grown, thanks for sharing this:)

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