Too Busy

Too Busy

As a Certified Music Practitioner, I rarely volunteer my professional services.  I spent a lot of time and money completing my training to work as a Music Practitioner.  It’s not that I don’t care about serving others, because I do.  But being a Music Practitioner is my profession.  It is how I help support my family.

When people see me in healthcare facilities with my guitar, they often assume that I am a volunteer and ask if I can play for them for free.  I often respond with a question, “How many of your nurses, doctors or staff members provide their services for free?”  Most of the time, they respond, “Ah, I see your point.”

But today, after finishing a 40-minute Live Therapeutic Music session with a patient, I noticed a group of five elderly women sitting outside the room where I had been working.  One of the women asked, “You gonna’ play us some music?”  I explained that I had other patients to see and that I was there to work with a specific patient.

As I walked down the hall, I heard that still, small voice whisper, “What’s your hurry?  You have time to play for these women.”  So I turned around and said, “You know, I have time to play just one song.”  The women squealed with delight, while one sat motionless, seemingly unaware of my presence.

I began with Hank Williams Sr.’s, “Hey, Good Lookin”.  Before long, four of the women were singing along.  I knew then that they were not going to be satisfied with just one song.   I played a few more old tunes when one of the ladies asked, “Can you play any hymns?”

As I played “How Great Thou Art”, the unresponsive lady began to sing.   As I played more hymns, all the ladies sang and seemed so happy to sing songs they had known all of their lives.  Their faces were simply radiant!

While I didn’t conduct a Live Therapeutic Music session for these women, the music was still therapeutic for them.  Because I had the taken time to sit with them, to offer myself and be part of their day and be with them was a gift that was every bit as therapeutic as my music was for the patient to whom I had been referred.

You don’t need to be a musician to bless someone.  We only need to share our time and ourselves with those around us.  I pray I never become too busy to miss the opportunity to serve the less fortunate in my community.  All of us have gifts and talents.  I am blessed beyond measure to share my gifts with those who are often overlooked, by those who race about in their “hurry up, gotta get it done lives”.

I encourage us all to slow down and take time to notice those around us who are struggling with life-challenges that may one day affect us as well.   Until then, be blessed and look for ways to be a blessing to others.

2018-07-26T19:21:58+00:00 April 18th, 2018|Chuck's Corner|0 Comments

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