I suspect a bunch of them were kind of like we tend to be.
You know how you can sing a hymn 100 times and on the 101st time it
suddenly dawns on you what the writer was trying to communicate.
The same words were all there before; they all meant the same thing they mean when you figure
them out, but somehow you sang them over and over again from childhood without
really processing them. Maybe you were reading the music and trying to figure
out if you should go for that high note or drop down an octave for safety’s
sake; or a kid down the pew was fidgeting and kept dropping crumbs from the
cookie you wish her grandma hadn’t given her; or you were somewhere else
entirely in your own head, possibly contemplating missing the NFL pre-game show.
Whatever the distraction may have been, you sang those words
but didn’t register them. You missed the point.
I’ve certainly done it enough.