Tomorrow’s order of service includes the Joyful Noise providing a postlude. I’m more of a walking-out person than a postlude person. Let your left brain talk with friends. I trust that your right brain is listening to the music. But there is the Joyful Noise at the end of the order of service, playing a postlude. It’s because I didn’t communicate adequately as the Order of Service was being developed.
The possibility of a postlude brought to mind that Whitney Houston died on February 11th. I grew up listening to the Supremes, unaware that there was anything new in the concept of pop music that was performed by African Americans. I love “You Can’t Hurry Love,” and “Where Did Our Love Go?” and lots more of Whitney Houston’s music. Although I didn’t know it, my growing up cherishing Motown was part of a revolution in America.
