Yeah I know we’ve all finally decompressed from Easter but I just enjoyed the mess out of Easter and I’d like to get back into the swing of my Worship Confessionals. With our worship leader candidates coming in, I don’t have the opportunity much to enjoy these. The most important thing that God showed me again because for some reason I need to be reminded over and over again, is that even in the best laid plans and the ones that fall to pieces, He is in control! It’s a pretty special thing to truly feel that and definitely a wonderful thing to remember and know it! My intentions for Sunday were as planned:
- Nice full band! – Drums, bass, keys, 3 guitars, 2 male lead vocalists, 2 female vocalists!
- Special music! – Tim Hughes’ Happy Day as a prelude & Rich Mullins/Third Day’s Creed
- Maximum spread on style! – Hymns, new music, old music, everyone’s happy!
- Special video! – Amena Brown slaying us with the great news of the Resurrection!
So when that week went down like this:
- Keys player botching rehearsal night and not able to make it.
- Guest musician’s family gets sick and there goes extra guitar, female vocalist, & additional male vocalist.
- Drummer gets in an auto accident the day before.
- We’re not doing Creed because of time constraints.
- It doesn’t appear we’re covering various styles because even though we’re doing the lyrics of the hymns and older songs I’ve totally used revamped versions or created a modern musical tapestry that strips the old comfortableness away from them.
I was feeling a bit downtrodden! A bit unsure of myself and what was going to happen on High Holy Sunday! I even spewed forth my uneasiness here on the blog!
But Easter came and it was amazing what God does. So our band wasn’t huge, it was full though. We nixed Creed but I’ve heard great things about our opener and about the arrangements of the songs we chose. Love, love, love for Amena Brown and her ministry! And worship happened! I tried to honor God through preparation and attempting to maximize our resources at our church and it didn’t happen. I’ve been encouraged and inspired and motivated by what some of you did for Easter. It wasn’t us this year. But it didn’t matter. God was glorified and celebrated and it was His name that we sung about that morning. We played skillfully and joyfully. I lost myself in worship quite a number of times that morning. I saw people responding. I felt like we did the most with what we were given and to those who know nothing else, they would never have known the struggles we had during the week. As far as they could tell, it was exactly as we intended.
To God be the glory!