he still has to watch the director

A few months ago, my dad wrote about Dr. Reg Klopfenstein, a professor of instrumental music at Bethel. Now it's my turn to write about him.

On April 17 I went to the Spring Band Concert. Dr. Klopfenstein was playing timpani, I think. He knows how to do music. He knows how to do percussion. As I watched him play (he was in the center of my line of vision), I saw him look up at the director, Dr. Michael Kendall. As a musician, I appreciated this.

As talented and knowledgeable as Dr. Klopfenstein is, he still has to watch the director. He still needs to get the beat from someone.

I knew right away that this was going to turn into a post. That's the kind of person I have become since August. My dad does the same thing.

As I thought about what kind of post it would be, I realized that it was an easy metaphor. So here we go.

Do I really need to explain who is represented by each of the professors? I don't think so.

It doesn't matter who we are. It doesn't matter how many degrees in theology we have or how high we are in church leadership or how many people look up to us as spiritual people. We can't be content with textbook knowledge. We must continue to commune with the Director. We must look to Him for the beat of our lives. He knows exactly what the song is supposed to sound like. His arrangement is the best, the original. Better than any remix we could come up with.