If you have to ask, you’re not a member of the Edmonton Girls Pipe Band.

PRAYER FOR THE PIPE MAJOR.

Lord, give me the words to explain to everyone else the lofty purpose of this wonderful organisation, the Pipe Band, even though no one else seems to know that either.

Give me the charity to make some sense of the rules that came with the chanter of office.

May I always have the patience to bear the opinions of those band members who do nothing until I have done something, and then tell me how I should have done it.

Help me to keep both feet on the ground, and in step with the band, even when I don’t have a leg to stand on.

Grant me the tact to make a point without making me an enemy.

Lord, you know I can’t balance my cheque book, but help me read financial statements like an economist.

When the people holding the purse strings won’t let go of them, may I have the persuasion of Moses and the wisdom of Solomon. And, when no one has a clue where the money to meet our expenses is going to come from, give me the faith of Abraham, who didn’t know where he was going either, but went anyway.

Help me to forgive those members who never show their faces, or fail to practice; and to tame the “lions” who ferociously guard “their” territory.

May I always know when to threaten, and when to cajole; when to suggest, and when to drop to one knee and plead.

Make no mistake about it lord, I am the pipey. I’m not always sure how I got here – or why I ever accepted the position. But in your great mercy, give me all that I need to do the job well.

And when I have finished my term, give me the grace to let the next person take over.

And, keep my mouth shut!

Amen.

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