I was going through some old documents the other day and came across this poem. If you ever traveled with a college choir or orchestra, you can relate to these words. I can't remember if I wrote the poem or not. I do remember reading it at IHC during the Mass Choir rehearsal (about which I need to write a whole article). Anyway, here it is. Read and be blessed.
The Choir Tour
Sitting on this bus, for quite a long, long while
Stifling heat, locker room smell, it’s enough to get you riled
Bathroom stops infrequent, few and far between
The ocean motion is an option, if, of course, it’s clean
Lasagna is the main course
If not sloppy joe
Pastor’s wives are so concerned
That everything’s just so
I appreciate the courtesy
It sometimes makes me smile
To say three times “I’m sorry, I’m full”
While choking on the bile
The housing, that’s another subject
Scary it can be
I never know what I will find
Sharing the bed with me
From roaches, hair, and little mice
To backed-up showers galore
I answer crazy questions
“Now what are you in school for?”
What causes all this suffering?
What would initiate such pain?
Ministry (would you believe it?)
Choir tour is here again
Though it’s easy now to criticize
To murmur and complain
I’d never trade this privilege
It’s definitely worth the pain
The services incredible
The singing so inspired
Cements the fact, I made the right choice
I’m glad that I joined choir
To see souls saved
And hearts encouraged
Make it all worthwhile
God spoke to me several times
As the bus went another mile
Yeah, there’ll be plenty of great times
And to be honest, there’ll be strife
But like Mr. Wolf says
Choir is a mirror of life
No matter where we go from here
Wherever God may lead
We will always remember tour
Being part of the family
So, guys, bring on the hot air
The food, housing, backed up sewer
It’s worth it all to be a part
Of another choir tour
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