I play guitar, and there was a time, not that long ago, that if I was asked to play worship music I would cringe. I would say yes, but only because it was the "Christian" thing to do, and you could tell by the way that I sounded that I wasn't into it. It didn't capture me like music usually does. That all changed though in month one of the race.
It was just a typical night in the house and I was playing my guitar like I do a lot and Matt, one of my teammates just started singing, more for fun and laughs than anything, but somewhere between laughing and listening we all noticed that Matt was actually quite an incredible vocalist, and even more than just that, a great improviser. We had so much fun feeding off each other's energy, feeling the same vibe. The whole night was just great.
As you could imagine this turned into a normal thing. I would play whatever I was feeling and Matt would sing what he was feeling, and in the crossfires of both of those, worship happened. See, what I had been doing for so long was putting worship music into a box of four chords and a really repetitive chorus, but what God showed me that night, and so many nights since then is that worship is so much bigger than just lyrics and really boring chords. Its full of emotion; pure, raw, unfiltered feeling that grabs your heart and makes it beat in unison with His. It's freeing, but at the same time captivating; peaceful and so tenacious at the same time. It's a delicious concoction of all the most incompatible feelings that somehow become this raging tidal wave of love, mercy, and grace.
Keep posted and I'll tell you about our tasty new jam we wrote in Haiti.
