It's true. I have been kicked out of a restaurant.
Not all by my lonesome. Thank You, Jesus. But with a group of friends and fellow conspirators. I mean choral members.
Picture the night. It was balmy and perfect (as opposed to dark and stormy). Dinner was being served at a local seafood establishment. Spirits were high as per the requirement that young people always exhibit high spirits and joyful glee with whatever life tosses in its path. Chattering and, dare I say, noise filled our booth. And several of the booths surrounding our table.
Time to pray and give thanks for the meal.
Except we decided to sing our blessing. In the form of an inspirational song based on Numbers 6:24-26, "The Lord Bless You and Keep You."
A beautiful and fitting song, we had it memorized and often sang it acappella to conclude concerts or as a benediction following times of worship or church services.
Each choral section was represented that night - soprano, alto, tenor, and bass. Our blend was never more harmonious, the words never uttered with such perfect diction, our breathing and focus intent and in concert with each other. "The Lord Bless You and Keep You" was offered as both a blessing and a gift to fellow diners.
Until a manager approached and asked that we cease our song and retire from the building.
Bah-humbug! Someone had complained about our singing (and most likely, the content of our singing). No, others did not appreciate our attempts at singing for our supper, or at least singing before our supper. It was a rainstorm of complaint attempting to rain on our praise parade.
I'm sure there were some who enjoyed our song that night. We did not let criticism ruin our joy. Instead, we met in the parking lot, continued our song and regaled the heavens with blended voices and sincere hearts.
We can't please all the people all the time.
Sometimes, someone will not like something we say, do, sing, make, or think. But that's alright. Be true to our own hearts.
And be willing to be kicked out for the right reason.
