Last night we had perhaps our best concert yet at the pavilion. Dave Frincke played and sang, and it was simply amazing. Unfortunately, there were only 23 people there. What's worse is only 11 were from our church (not counting my family). That also included Dave's lovely wife, Bethany. I appreciated those that made the effort to be there. I have no idea why more weren't.
To be honest, at first I was pretty mad. As soon as Dave started singing though... it was like he took us into the very presence of God. So it was hard to stay that way. Now I'm just depressed. I don't know if the writing is on the wall or what. I can't seem to get people interested in small groups, can't get them interested in big events. The truth is a lot of people just don't care, I know. But I don't think that's the case for everybody. I don't know. It makes me sad more than anything. I don't know if it's me, them, or what.
Anyway... it was a good night. Dave also had the very mixer I had been looking at, and he said he "loved it." This is the one a salesman advised me against (so I would buy a more expensive one).
Yeah... well... whatever.