I had the honor and priviledge to play at the INN last night. The INN is a college ministry here in Bellingham that I used to play at a couple of years ago. I played only one song, "Give Us Clean Hands" by charlie hall, as an illustration for my friend Willow's talk. She is an amazing friend and speaker, plus some of the jokes she uses are mine, so that's an extra bonus.
Sometimes I really miss playing at the INN, because of the intimacy of the worshippers. The vibe of worship that occurs in that place and the feeling and knowledge of God's presence is outstanding; something that at times is indescribable.
As Lance Fisher led worship last night, I closed my eyes and just listened to the voices of students who were genuinely hungry for God. I have to close my eyes or else I will focus only on guitars and mistakes-and there were alot of them last night. It's funny though, because though the music wasn't great, the thought that God can still use it is very humbling to me.
I'm not a perfectionist when it comes to leading worship, but I do have expectations. This is why I get humbled sometimes, because sometimes I wonder if God uses the words of the song to speak to people and not the rhythms or vice versa. But for me, when I was first contemplating becoming a Christian, I remember the first time I was drawn into worship by a songs chord progression and then the words. So really where is the middle ground here? Do we strive for the polished perfection of the mega church's worship style or the honest imperfections of the smaller church. I know that I prefer both. Sometimes I feel more comfortable worshipping with just my guitar then I do with a band, but there are other times when I would love to just have my friends on stage with me in community and helping to lead them and a congregation into worshipping God.
Thoughts?
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