Wednesday, December 25, 2013

The Twelveth Day of Christmas---The Little Drummer Girl

Whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God. 1 Corinthians 10:31b (KJV)

As an eleven year old, I joined the music class in my school. Already late into the year, there wasn't much to choose from except the drums. The teacher gave me a pair of drum sticks and a rubber pad for practice. The other drummers already knew their "licks," as well as the hand signals the teacher used to depict the songs. It was confusing to me, but I followed along, learning the beats.

When I told my mother about the drum, she purchased a pair of drum sticks for me. I felt so proud and took them to school, practicing in music class. At home, I beat on everything, rat-a-tat-tatting all over the house.

At the Christmas rehearsal, the girls wore white dresses with black shoes. Mother bought beautiful, white waffle-weave material and a pattern. While I was in school, she sewed a dress for me and bought a pair of black patent leather shoes.

The night of the recital, I stood near the front. We went through the songs and drum routines, but I was relieved when it was over. I never could remember the hand signals so I played by rote.

Later, I heard "The Little Drummer Boy" song, written by Katherine Kennicott Davis in 1941. The little boy had nothing but a song to give to the baby King, so he played his best. He gave his heart. I gave mine as well. Today, I cannot hear the song unless I play "air drums" and hum along. "I played my best for Him. Pa rum-pa-pum-rum."

Jesus, in this life, let me continue to play for You until I can play in heaven. Amen.

(c) 2013 E. Bonnie Ryan

1 comment:

FarmGirl said...

What a precious story. "The Little Drummer Boy" has been one of my least favorite Christmas songs over the years, but you just brought life to it for me. Your heart beats in rythm with the Lord's. Merry Christmas!