I love my I-phone 6 plus. I mean I really love it. I take it to bed with me. I stick the ear buds in, put the “radio” on Christian music and fall right to sleep. I don’t need the music to sleep. I can fall asleep in moments, any time and any place. I think the music blesses me even while I sleep. I do wake up in the middle of the night. The music relaxes me, inspires me, helps me focus and eases me back to sleep.
I wish I could sing or play an instrument. I worked as a DJ at two different times in my life, but that is as close to “making music” as I’ve ever come. I know I’ll be able to sing in heaven; maybe even play a harp. It will be glorious.
To me music is an important part of the church experience. I love praise bands, worship leaders, solos, duets, high church, low church and black gospel choirs. I’m a little disappointed when the music stops and the announcements and preaching starts. I know that borders on heresy. So ex-communicate me. I can hear some of you whispering “Amen.”
I love the participation part of the music. Even though I don’t sing out loud. (I love the members of my church too much for that.) I sing in my head. I feel part of the worship. I feel part of the group. During announcements and sermons, not so much.
I read an article recently in which a pastor ranted about too much emphasis on music in church. He said it’s all about the preaching. A preacher would say that. He even said that worship leaders are too idolized. I think I noted a bit of jealousy there.
I understand the importance of preaching and teaching. I love doing both. Again, I guess it’s the participation. I take notes and try to really focus during teachings and sermons, but I have to admit the worship songs are still in my head.
Maybe sermons should be sung.