Horrible song or Hindered Worship?
Text: 1 Chronicles 16:27-31
Have you ever been in church singing along to the same old song and find yourself just singing the words because you know them? Are there times when you just don’t “feel” the power of the song the way you used to? I remember while I was in high school, I would attend church every Sunday morning, Sunday night, and Wednesday night. It was expected as I was the pastors daughter. The songs we sang became meaningless. They were just words. I sang because I knew them and also because I was afraid one of the members may tell my daddy on me if I just stood there with my arms crossed. Why didn’t they mean anything though? Was it because the meaning from the song was gone? Was it because the song had just become redundant? Was it because the song was from an OLD HYMNAL? Okay, everyone…this one may hurt, so prepare!
The reason the songs mean nothing, seem redundant, or don’t stir our hearts the way they used to has nothing to do with the age, type, or tempo of the song; it’s a lost connection on our part. This lost connection is there because there is something hindering our relationship with God. While it would be so easy to blame the music minister, the choir, the praise team, or the musicians for a non awe inspiring worship service, we need to place blame where blame lies.
I have been part of many worship services in my life. I attended the same church for most of my life and the church was very traditional. While attending my first semester at college, I had a hard time finding a church to join or connect with and because of this, I attended many different churches and saw many different “worship” settings. I did eventually join a church in college and stayed at the same church for eight years (four years of school and four years after school). I would have categorized this church as a “blended” worship. Since leaving that church and moving back to Arizona, I again visited many churches looking for a church home. The church my husband and I ended up at was where we began our ministry together (they had both a traditional and contemporary service). Since then, we are now on church three in our ministry life. Each church had it’s own “worship” style. Each one fit into a traditional, contemporary, or blended style. And still, the way that my worship is offered every Sunday isn’t about what style of worship is played or what church I am at, it’s about my heart.