It's Christmas....sort of.

In the world of church music, my seasons are usually six months ahead of most everyone else.  I begin listening to Christmas music around the first of May and typically have the selections on order by the end of July/first of August.  I'm a little behind this year as I've had a difficult time making a decision.  It's similar to a low level of bondage as I drudge through the multiple options and build my three piles of Yes, No, Maybe.  To add to my angst, this year the publishers have sent a substantial amount of GOOD music to choose from.  I emphasize "good" because my experience has been most years are simply reiterations of the previous two or three year's offerings.  
So, here  I am with lots of great choices and time is running out.  That's when I decided to break the chain of indecision and move towards the finality of deciding. To do so, I needed a boost that could only come from..........my boat!
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Thus, I began the walk down to the dock to board with my marine radio, cell phone and bag of music to finish sorting through.  I headed about a mile away from our house to the entrance of a cove where a Morgan 30 sits along with some other smaller vessels.  I decided  no anchor was needed and I'd just drift until the land became too close. Of course, lots of boats passed by such as this yacht with a cool whaler hanging off the stern and 12 jets skis.  

Eventually, the owner of the Morgan 30 waved me over and gave me a tour of his boat.  We spent about an hour getting to know each other and I learned of his dreams to sail away but his wife's health would prevent that from ever occurring.  Afterwards, as I headed back out to my homeport I realized I'm spending an immense amount of time worrying about something that really won't be that impactful.  What's more important is that I just go and "do" what it is I know I should which is pick from the best that I have now and enjoy the season; well, until Easter music begins to show up.