Church hopping

Ok…I’m not really hopping. Hopping would assume I’m actually looking for a church home. I’m not. But a friend is speaking so I came to hear him. 

The room is half full. No one has spoken to me as I passed through the larger than usual facility. Invisible. That’s how I feel here.

The worship is ‘contemporary’. That word is increasingly nebulous. Maybe unsingable, unintelligible…maybe those are better words.

The worst part is that the band seemed to notice that few were singing…so they just sang harder. So…a band up ‘there’ singing harder and harder…as the rest of us watched. Is this worship? 

My friend nailed the message, as always. Passionate, articulate. 

So this is church today. Hmmm. 

3 comments

  1. So this is church?.People ignoring someone.I sure wouldn’t go there again.Friend or no friend.
    We have been studying 2nd.Timothy.The Bible sure doesn’t accept this kind of trearment.God be with you Mike and what ever you do.I love you Mike .Come up .Hope to see you at Greenspring.

  2. That’s why I liked the synagogue so much when I was there. Were we praying or singing? Yes… to both. I found it meaningful but then maybe I am more prone to attach meaning to things a little more stirring while others really feel connected when shouting and filled with unbound energy… to each our own. But I’m pretty sure just standing there watching was not being in the “presence.”

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