A few months back I got a frantic call 2 hours before church asking if I would fill in because they really,
really,
really needed someone to play for Sacrament meeting. Fortunately for me I don't play the organ so I had to decline.
Unfortunately for me Kim was desperate enough that she said the piano would be fine.
This past Sunday the ward officially sustained me as a Ward Organist. Say what? {Yeah, I'm right there with ya.} So really, the only thing that has changed since that fateful Sunday last year is that now I suppose I can that say that I play the organ.
How many mistakes do you think they'll let me have before they officially rescind their offer? My guess is waaaay too many.