Misfortunes make giants Chapter 2
It’s very cliche to hear that everything happens for a reason. Or the infamous Time heals all. I’ll tell you, it is so true. I look back at all the things I have gone through and everyone was worth it. Heart ache and all. How can you truly know Love, if you haven’t known pain. How can you know what it is to truly win, if you have not first lost.
I didn’t really know what was gonna happen. As a kid you sort of get over things quick and move on. Kids react with instinct, making it the most honest than any other human being. I couldn’t forget that day. There was a fire in me that just kept burning with the desire to be that drummer. To feel that rush of making the beat flow for the people to sing and dance to their hymns and psalms.
It was a Saturday evening and the church had a special service. Churches from all over the city came to visit. it was sort of shocking to see that church full beyond capacity. There had to be at least 6 musicians on stage. 2 Guitarists, a bassist, a percussionist, a sax player, pianist and who knows what more. But there was no drums in sight. For a moment it felt as though time stood still. I can only compare it to the first time I set eyes on a girl I knew liked me. Your heart skips a few beats, cold sweat drips down your forehead, and your thoughts are racing and hoping no one asks you anything cause you will say something that makes no sense.
I sat on my chair and all of a sudden these guys start bringing in this drum-set. This drum-set was huge. It must have had about 15 pieces to it. My eyes opened so wide I think for a moment it was so sharp I may have had Xray vision. “look out”. Anyhow they started putting this drum-set together on the right hand side of the stage. The lights in the church were a little dim than usual, why I remember that I don’t know. The pastor stood up front and took the microphone in his hands and told the church, ” we would like to do something very special tonight. AS you all know we are in need of a drum-set. We have a drummer but no drums”. In my head I thought, “what drummer? Oh boy took them drums away, now you telling me they re buying him one”. To my total unexpected…unexpected. The pastor called me to the front, I didn’t know what the heck was going on. he said, “today the church has decided to collect enough money in conjunction with your family to buy this drum-set for you. You are the drummer of the church and drummer cannot be without his drums…………
I’m telling you, no words can express what I felt in that moment. my parents stood there with this look like… I can’t even explain it. I know all this may sound like some cheesy movie or a stupid little story. Just thinking of it now, get s me a little emotional. Who in there right mind would try to rob a kid from their dream? WHO? I sat on that drum-set proud and I knew this was not an investment made in vain. I would guess i probably didn’t sleep that night, could you imagine the adrenaline running through my veins!!! Oh yeah I still didn’t know how to play, but I managed to survive through one slow song before the invited drummer for the evening took over. what a night!
There was only one person who took about 20 minutes to show me mys first beat on the drum. No one ever had the time for a young-an like me, but Javier Pagan sat there with me and gave me the insight to drumming in 20 minutes I wouldn’t see him again for quite some time. Dude I will never forget you for that.
15 years later I played drums for a convention where there were 28,000 people in attendance. I remember walking off the stage towards the back area of the stage and this guy walks up to me with his wife. He literally shakes my hand off my wrists and gives me a hug and tells me he is so proud of me. I was like, Ok who the heck is this! He tells me” I couldn’t help but cry of how good you have gotten on them drums. I told my wife the last time i saw you, you could barely hold a drumstick.”. I didn’t know what to say, could you imagine. It was the coolest thing ever. Since then I’ve learned to appreciate everything and everyone. You are probably wondering what happened to that guy who took the drums away. Check this. I am not sure of the date, nor the place, but I know it was a concert. A musician Friend of mine comes up to me after the show and says, “hey dude I met your teacher”. I was like, teacher? “yeah the guy who taught you everything you know, he’s right over there”. I looked over there and saw him.. I was enraged to see, but more than anything have him say he taught me what I know. God forgive me, but I didn’t even bother with it. It bothers me at times, but things like that are long gone. I don’t forget chapters in my life like this cause they remind me of where I came from. Despite of how difficult things may have seemed, I look back and embrace them. Trials, obstacles and storms of life form character in you. Life is a process of making you into the person God has destined you to be. No one can take that away. Ever.
Wed morning the principle of my elementary school calls me into her office and says you need call home”. I call home only to hear my family tell me, “run home Dad is dying”…. to be continued

