I know I told y’all this before, but one of my favorite Easter memories is the time my dad had his church sing “Joy to the World” on Easter morning.
Some folks bitched, of course, because it’s a Christmas carol, but I loved it. I thought it was one of the most aesthetically incredible moments of my dad’s whole ministry.
I’ve only made one demand on my dad’s career, that he preach his sermon on First Corinthians 13 at every church he serves, because I believe that his take–that that’s not just a chapter about what you do when you love someone, but about how to recognize if you’re being loved–needs to be heard by every teenager in his church.
But maybe I’ll call him up and remind him how much fun it is to sing Christmas carols out of season.