Near Disaster...

Okay, so the job of a worship pastor is multi-faceted...there's many a duty that falls to me on a weekly basis. But it cannot be denied that in the present, playing a guitar on most Sundays is my bread and butter--or at least what people most perceive.

So I was a little alarmed when this happened this afternoon (Saturday)...
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But how many pastors can brag about their "banana bread" making injuries. That, my friends is a one-inch slice from a Pampered Chef Chopper...on my chording hand. And we're supposed to play James Taylor tomorrow.

BTW, the slime looking stuff is the "super glue" they put on me at the Immediate Care. Seemed like a better option than stitches for a quick healing. Plus if it comes off, I can replace it myself with a quick trip to Ace Hardware...thank God for modern medicine.