Relationships
The topic of tonight's sermon was relationships - how we relate with one another. In thinking about this I began to think of our worship team.
First off, we have a Scottsman for a worship leader. He has his preference of music, which I must say, most of us enjoy because it speaks the heart of God and often a great starting point to open up communication between us and God. Still he has his own flavor of music, which not all of us may agree with all the time. We then have the 70's and 80's rockers in the group, who have their trademark style of playing. One likes to play some really good blues licks. We then get into the late teen/early 20's group, whose style of playing is more influenced by today's style of playing - hard and loud. I fall somewhere in between the rockers and the early 20s, really enjoying syncopated rhythms and smooth walking bass lines. Then there's Joey. I love Joey - he's great (Go Petra!) When we add the vocalists, you have a very diverse blend of individuals whose own personal tastes, influences, even their ethnic backgrounds, would in most cases cause a clash.
Then we come together and begin to play the first song of the set list. All the things that make us different, that make our playing and/or singing styles unique, fade away. All the pieces fit together, all the note meld together, all the strums and percussive hits form a single note. For those 40 minutes to an hour, we act as one body, cognizant of what the other members are doing and responding to compliment each other. Like an orchestra, we strive to sound as one instrument, one voice.
What's more amazing is the drive that pushes us to reach this symbiotic relationship with each other in concert - to praise and worship God. None of us get paid for what we do, nor do we actively seek to be glorified by members of the congregation. We do it to help lead people into worship, communication with God.
We play for an audience of one. In doing this, people of different races, upbringings and musical tastes can relate with one of the greatest things we can experience - the presence of God.
First off, we have a Scottsman for a worship leader. He has his preference of music, which I must say, most of us enjoy because it speaks the heart of God and often a great starting point to open up communication between us and God. Still he has his own flavor of music, which not all of us may agree with all the time. We then have the 70's and 80's rockers in the group, who have their trademark style of playing. One likes to play some really good blues licks. We then get into the late teen/early 20's group, whose style of playing is more influenced by today's style of playing - hard and loud. I fall somewhere in between the rockers and the early 20s, really enjoying syncopated rhythms and smooth walking bass lines. Then there's Joey. I love Joey - he's great (Go Petra!) When we add the vocalists, you have a very diverse blend of individuals whose own personal tastes, influences, even their ethnic backgrounds, would in most cases cause a clash.
Then we come together and begin to play the first song of the set list. All the things that make us different, that make our playing and/or singing styles unique, fade away. All the pieces fit together, all the note meld together, all the strums and percussive hits form a single note. For those 40 minutes to an hour, we act as one body, cognizant of what the other members are doing and responding to compliment each other. Like an orchestra, we strive to sound as one instrument, one voice.
What's more amazing is the drive that pushes us to reach this symbiotic relationship with each other in concert - to praise and worship God. None of us get paid for what we do, nor do we actively seek to be glorified by members of the congregation. We do it to help lead people into worship, communication with God.
We play for an audience of one. In doing this, people of different races, upbringings and musical tastes can relate with one of the greatest things we can experience - the presence of God.
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