Month: July, 2018


When we have a bad tip night, most of my musician friends and I have learnt how to shrug it off, saying, “Jesus already provided for everything, that’s why there’s no need for extra.”

So it worried me this week when there was a crisp fifty dollar note in my jar.

“What extra bills are going to need to be paid,” I wondered.

Of course, the very next day, OnStar emailed me about the rear driver’s side tire being close to deflated, at a dangerously low pressure reading of 10. 

Since I had just taken the car in for an oil change and general servicing, I assumed that the tire would have to be replaced. 

The dealership would have to order the new tire, and I would be driving on a spare wheel for a couple of days, which I did not want to do. 

So I called in a reservation for a rental car with full insurance for the weekend. 

The total of everything so far, although safe within the limits of my emergency fund, was well above what I willingly wanted to spend. 

I dropped my car off at the dealership and caught an Uber home. 

And immediately received a call. 

“You don’t need a new tire. We can plug the puncture from the inside of your existing tire and it will be just as good.”

The cost of the repair was 25 dollars plus tax. 

The Uber rides from and back to the dealership were 11 dollars each way. 

The tip covered everything. 

But the real tip is remembering that everything has already been provided. 



I awoke one morning to 8 texts from my boss, demanding to know why a bass player had showed up at 10 in the morning, instead of 10 at night, when the trio always starts.


I texted back, “Some people are so excited to work for you, they show up twelve hours early.” Followed by a heart emoji.


Nothing more was mentioned of the incident.


Later that night, the bass player, a freshman in college and his first time on this particular gig, apologized and said he was sorry if he had made me look bad in front of management, like I didn’t have my shit together.


I told him I had his back, had already taken care of it, and showed him the text.


His eyes widened.


“Wow,” he said, “That’s a valuable life lesson. Always see the positive side in every situation.”




I’m 4 weeks out to a wedding that I booked last year. 

And I’m stressed out. 

I don’t know where the ceremony is, or what music I’m playing, or what time I’m supposed to show up with the violinist I hired, or if there is even a piano at that venue! 

I’m also playing for the reception afterwards with a piano quartet, and I need to tell my drummer, bass and saxophone players what their timeline is for the evening.

Finally, I was put in touch with the wedding planner. 

Who didn’t have all the answers. 

But said that she would meet with the clients and get that information next week when they came back from vacation. 

And I felt immediately better. 

Not because there was a plan.

But because there was communication. 


When my coach said that she would be going out of town for a week on business, I didn’t panic.


I stayed cool because I knew that I had been trained well, and conditioned even better, to accomplish the program goals that we had been working on together for the past 6 months.


However, when the bride for a wedding this weekend told me on Monday that she had decided to move her ceremony from the shaded gazebo to the outdoor garden at the park venue, I became agitated.


At 2pm on a Saturday in July, a typical Michigan afternoon is close to 100 degrees.


I was not looking forward to loading my gear in and out, then getting into a three piece suit, and playing in this heat.


I just checked the weather report.


It’s going to be a cool 79 degrees tomorrow’s wedding.


I should have stayed cool all along, knowing that I will always be provided the means to sparkle at my brightest.