Trinity Trouble?
Fido asks me - Did you avoid a poem
On the 'famous' Trinity Sunday
Cos you didn't know what to write on it?
Yet, in simple terms a Trinity can be like
Say, a three-leaved clover
Or milk, sugar, and tea, in a cup of tea
Three things in one
God in three Persons, as a line of a hymn says
But another trouble - could be any Sunday
The singing of a Psalm - not to a hymn tune
But a tune that sometimes only the choir knows
And they're not gonna tell us what it is!
(Though some churches play the tune beforehand
So as least we have some inkling of it)
So when we sing it - no one knows the tune
Then, a ghastly phrase: 'murdering of the Psalm'
Bumbling and stumbling through it to the end
For seemingly an interminable time
Even if a shorter Psalm
Would be much better if said
Rather than singing and no one knowing the tune
Does God say? 'Oh no, they're gonna 'try'
To sing me a Psalm again
I'm getting me earplugs out'
But He doesn't blame the congregation
Who don't know the tune in the first place! Doh!
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Author:
orchidee (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is reflection. Could be humour maybe, but painful to experience - un-funny and frustrating.
- Category: Reflection
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A good write Orchi forgiveness is always easier to get than permission so don't tell em what you're going to do just sing it.
Thank you SB. lol.
You are most welcome my friend
Haha, Orchi, this is great. The unknown Psalm tune is a universal church experience. Everyone starts bravely, nobody knows where the melody is headed, and somehow we all emerge on the other side together. Meanwhile Popeyeus Glug Maximus Solus, now performing under his stage name Popeyeus Glug Maximus Solo, is standing in the choir loft confidently singing an entirely different tune while Scooby assures everyone it is going "Roh-Kay". Sadly, Tom can't knit because Obi Wan thought his needle was safer to conduct with. "You can't knit with just one, Oi be, You just can't!" He keeps screaming over the glugs, but not one soul hears him. Thank you Popeye. Loved this one, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you T. lol.
Well done. Your poem touches on the simple yet profound nature of the Trinity and contrasts it with the more mundane difficulties of church life, particularly the awkwardness of singing unknown tunes.
Thank you F.
Ah, the woes of church music and worshipful adoration 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you A.
Welcome O.
Completely understand waht you are saying Orchi but if the chucg have a choir they would have learned the music,
Andy
Thank you Gold. Yes, but in some places the choir don't tell the congregation, nor sing a sample of the tune beforehand! That's where everyone joins in, not a Choral Service.
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