1. The look of the room
2. The lighting, either fancy or not so fancy
3. The cool music
4. The "old" music
5. The accoustics of the room
6. Who is singing or playing an instrument on stage
7. Whether the drums are electric or accoustic
8. Whether the worship leader is ugly, skinny, fat, man, or woman
9. The talent of the worship team
10. The actual room itself (a church, a school, your bedroom, a pavillion in the middle of the woods...)
11. The other people in the room
12. What you get out of it
13. The quantity of instruments
14. What instruments are used
15. The quality of the sound equipment
I've had great worship experiences in arenas filled with thousands of teenagers. I've had great worship experiences in the middle of the woods with one dude on his accoustic guitar. I've had great worship experiences when the amps decided to not work that day. I've had great worship experiences where the lights have been on, where the lights have been off, where the people singing had no clue what they were doing, where the words weren't up on the screen, where the words were up on the screen, with my best friends in the room, with people I've hated in the room.
None of it matters. If you think something as trivial as the look of the room or the talent of the worship team matters to God, WHO THE WORSHIP IS ABOUT ANYWAY, you don't really know him. Jesus walked up to guys with leprosy who were probably really smelly and he didn't care! Why would he care if the worship leader's guitar is electric orange or if the only instrument used is a piano?
(I could go on with this list, but these are the ones that come up most often. Want to add more to the list? Leave a comment!)
Sunday, May 10, 2009
1. The look of the room
Posted by Sarah at 3:00 PM
Saturday, May 9, 2009
I had to listen to 56 other teenagers go up to the podium, get their envelope, and then make an acceptance speech. It was agonizing. The speeches got really repetitive. Still, even when the last few people took their turns, they thanked the PTA, their family and teachers, just as everyone else had before them.
It looked so easy to stand in front of classmates and their families and thank whoever you wanted to. Even though everyone else had thanked the same people many times, the next person still felt the need to express their own gratitude.
Why was it so easy for 57 high school seniors to be so thankful? What makes it so hard for us to be thankful in another setting: church?
We just stand there during worship. We may sing, but our minds are somewhere else. God did more for us than the PTA did on scholarship night. Unless I’m very misinformed, the PTA didn’t sacrifice their lives. Yet, the teachers and the PTA were so easy to thank. Why is it too hard for us to thank the one who makes our lives worth living?
Last week, we sent the latest issue of the school newspaper to the print shop. We also have to send a copy to the principal to be approved. We haven’t had any huge problems in the past, but we have a new principal. She didn’t want one of my articles to be published.
I feel really strongly about the issue I was writing about. I knew censorship was allowed on some level in schools, but I did a little legal research. What our new principal was doing was illegal. I was ready to fight. This was wrong! I wanted justice!
I was pretty mad. I told all my friends about what our principal was doing. I spent a lot of energy getting ready to fight for a half page article in my school newspaper about security issues.
Meanwhile, there are people dying of really curable things in foreign countries. Girls are being sold into slavery. Homeless people live in Monroeville. Kids in my school are being kicked out of their parents’ houses…
And I’m not fighting for those things.
The two stories I just told show a common fault in all of us. We are willing to give thanks and fight for causes as long as it doesn’t involve God. The “God issues” are stickier messes nobody wants to get into. It is easier to stand up to your principal than raise a whole bunch of money for a cause overseas. It is easier to thank someone who is standing in front of you than it is to thank some invisible God in heaven.
We can make all the excuses we want, but someday, we’ll have to decide what is really worth our time and energy. The problems here on earth, or God?
What is the most important thing in your mind right now?
Posted by Sarah at 7:14 AM
Sunday, April 19, 2009
My little sister, of course, has to like her. I decide I’m going to be the coolest big sister ever and go to watch the new movie about the girl with multiple personality disorder.
I hope you don’t care what happens in the movie, because I’m about to tell you.
At the end of the move, whatsherface decides she can’t do the whole double life thing any more. She takes off her wig, explains who she really is and I sigh with relief.
Then, the crowd in the movie convinces her that Hannah Montana is a part of who she really is and she puts the wig back on.
Is this really a good thing to be portraying to young girls? That you can be a different person around different people just as long as you know who you really are?
Hannah Montana gave in to what everyone was telling her to do and puts back on her wig…
Let’s substitute the word “wig” for “mask” and put yourself in the story instead.
How often do we wear a mask saying we are okay, that we are exactly who everyone thinks we are?
How often do we decide that wearing the mask isn’t worth it any more but them turn around five minutes later and put it back on because someone didn’t accept who you really are or you convinced yourself that the mask really was you?
Posted by Sarah at 10:21 AM
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Large crowds were walking along with Jesus, when he turned and said: You cannot be my disciple, unless you love me more than you love your father and mother, your wife and children, and your brothers and sisters. You cannot come with me unless you love me more than you love your own life. You cannot be my disciple unless you carry your own cross and come with me.
Posted by Sarah at 9:05 AM
Friday, March 27, 2009
Posted by Sarah at 11:37 AM
Monday, March 23, 2009
Mr. Rocco was by Forensic Science teacher last year. He's a man who truly loves his job! On the last week of school, he passed out cards with these tips. Aside from the humor in some of them, there is a common theme. To be happy, find joy in the little things, give back to others. here is what the little yellow card in my wallet says...
Take a nap on a Sunday afternoon.
Drink 8 glasses of water a day.
Never deprive someone of hope, it may be all they have.
Be thankful for every meal.
Don't be afraid to say I'm sorry.
Take time to smell the roses.
Improve your performance by improving your attitude.
Wave at children on the school bus.
Listen to your children.
Make a difference.
Leave everything a little better than you found it.
Leave the toilet in the down position.
Keep good company.
Keep your promises.
Be kinder than necessary.
Take good care of those you love.
Make it a habit to do nice things for people who will never find out.
Enjoy real maple syrup.
Judge your success by the degree that you are enjoying peace, health, and love.
Be a good loser.
Be a good winner.
Live so that when your children think of fairness, caring, and integrity they think of you.
Never refuse homeade brownies.
Never give anyone a fruitcake.
Remember other people's birthdays.
Sing in the shower.
Don't expect money to bring you happiness.
Be forgiving of others and yourself.
Never give up on anyone, miracles happen every day.
Say thank you a lot.
Say please a lot.
Take your dog to obedience school, you'll both learn a lot.
Don't rain on other people's parades.
Don't postpone joy.
Stop blaming others; take responsibility for your actions.
Take care of your reputation, it's your most important asset.
Count your blessings.
Marry only for love.
Call your mother.
Do more than is expected.
Be there when people need you.
Be someone's hero.
Posted by Sarah at 7:00 AM
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Posted by Sarah at 7:00 AM