Of organ. Again.

I will be sucking up my pride this Sunday and . . . just playing right hand for most of the music at Mass. I am not an organist. (Yet. God alone knows what I'll become/where I'll go in my life.) Nor can I become an organist in two weeks.

This is okay. All I can do is my best. I will continue practicing my fingers off, but whatever happens Sunday, soli Deo gloria. Maybe, I'll get really lucky, and my guardian angel will decide this would be a good time to become a visible presence and play the bass/tenor lines for me. I'm not counting on it, but I can hope, right? ;)