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Losing my religion

On Wednesday morning I sang at a friend’s funeral. It was an unexpected passing. The church service was joyful though. Everyone was happy. Happy that even though she died she went home to a better place – the loving arms of God. She had a contagious smile and joy about her – and it extended to us in her going home ceremony.

Arriving at the church I checked my cellphone for the backing track. Uhm  …. Oops … where is it?! Didn’t I copy it to my phone? Apparently not?! So there I was. A packed church … and a few words to bring some comfort … without the backing track. What to do? I sang it a cappella. And. It was different. It was somehow more appropriate. I echoed the words of the song with a sincerity that was needed for that moment.

Friday morning I sang at TGIF NG Kerk Bergsig’s men’s meeting. I was supposed to be there at 5:45am. Jonathan (on keys) and I arrived at 5:41am. According to my phone. It was actually 6:10am according to everyone else’s time. It was a funny moment. We had to drop our stuff and get to stage. Feeling rushed, but energised and happy to be there, I shared my story and sang in-between. It was different. It was somehow more appropriate. I echoed the words of my story and songs with a sincerity that was needed for that moment.

So, things don’t always turn out the way we expect them to.

Farewell Cheryl. You surprised us with your passing, but you leave us with your smile and joy in our hearts and the knowledge that we needn't take life too seriously. God bless you, xxx

* The phrase “losing my religion” is a Southern American term used to describe being tested to the limit or facing the unexpected. It's also the title to R.E.M.'s classic hit.

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