Singing under the stars 17

CHRIST IS THE WORLD'S LIGHT   Light descending John 1:1-9 78 Praise Christ by whom the worlds were framed 205 Immanuel, God with Us 198 Exalted   Light proclaiming John 8:12 664 - He Leadeth Me (1, 3, C, 4, C) 32 - How Shall the Young Secure Their Hearts 67 - Christ is the World's … Continue reading Singing under the stars 17

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1 incredible way worship leaders rob the church, and 2 simple solutions

IN SOME CHURCHES, THE ONLY PERSON WHO EVER HAS THE PRIVILEGE OF SINGING THE PITHY FIRST PHRASE OF A SONG IS THE LEADER. While many have debated where the line is between trying to turn the church into a choral group and neglecting the music entirely, there ought to be one thing we all agree upon--if it is worship from the heart, the words matter above all else.

12 essentials to keeping a cappella worship alive in your church, and 12 ways to kill it

"Where there is no vision, the people perish." Proverbs 29:18 KJV THE GREATEST THREAT TO A CAPPELLA WORSHIP IS NOT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC; IT IS LOUSY WORSHIP. Some church leaders believe they can keep a cappella alive by preaching against instrumental music semi-annually, but the most effective method is to worship the Lord with consistent, spirit-filled … Continue reading 12 essentials to keeping a cappella worship alive in your church, and 12 ways to kill it

Strange Sunday: the day the preacher and the worship leader traded places

ONE STRANGE SUNDAY MORNING, A PREACHER NAMED "DON" AND A WORSHIP LEADER NAMED "KEVIN" AWOKE TO A SCARY SURPRISE. Don and Kevin had somehow traded places. Don was in Kevin's body and Kevin was in Don's body. Shocked and confused, they eventually figured out what had somehow happened as they greeted one another awkwardly in … Continue reading Strange Sunday: the day the preacher and the worship leader traded places

Unquenchable thirst

SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE LIFE IS AN UNQUENCHABLE THIRST. Can you relate? It seems that the things in this world never quite satisfy. Even if I feel satisfied for a while, it never seems to last. There is an abiding, deep need that I constantly feel; or at least when I am mindful enough to sense it.