Jesus teaches us in this passage that we begin our time of prayer with an acknowledgment of God’s holiness. “May Your name be kept holy.” Other translations use the word “Hallowed,” which is a synonym for “holy.” Today, we’re going to use the NLT’s translation and focus on the word: HOLY.
Over the coming months, we'll be sitting down for informal conversations with each of our Worship School coaches. To kick off these talks, we met up with Terry Foester, a brand new coach, to talk about discipline, and serving the greater mission of the Church.
Taylor sat down with one of our Online Experience students, from the Pilot Class. They've just begun Track 2, after completing the first 6 months of huddle. For more information about our Online Experience, visit: http://worship.school/online
Aaron recently sat down with Pete James to talk about the worship culture of Europe. They discuss how the role of "worship leader" has evolved, as well as a growing desire by young worship leaders for apprenticeships.
I’m a pastor in a small church north of Boston, MA. Our congregation is full of very different people… Diversity across age, race, IQs, education levels, income brackets… And yet, as worship leaders and pastors, we’re tasked with sharing the Good News of God’s redeeming love, each weekend, in a relevant, engaging way.
I recently had the privilege of hanging out with about 20 dedicated volunteers who serve the worship ministry of their congregation, one that worships nearly 1,000 people each week. Their worship pastor had just moved on to a new church and, before launching a search for a new one, we thought it best to have a conversation with those most involved in the ministry
It’s mid-March and Easter is right around the corner. If you’re part of a larger church with good structure and organization, you’ve probably been talking about Easter since Christmas. If you’re part of a smaller church (like me!) with less structure and organization, there’s a chance it’s barely crossed your mind yet.
Quite often we get asked questions through our website and/or social channels. Here's a great question I got last week from a friend named Nigel and thought it might be a helpful conversation to share here. Enjoy!
I’m not a Christmas-card sending person; I’m more of a “post a Christmas picture to Instagram” kind of person. (Stamps are expensive, you guys!). But I absolutely love receiving Christmas cards. Last month I was staring at my refrigerator, which was decorated with photos of family and friends.
I found it in an antique store. I was there to shop for my wife’s birthday, but heard the siren song of an old bookshelf filled with old books and was lured into complete distraction. I stood shuffling through the collection, amused by the lack of organization. Julia Childs cookbook next door to a Ronald Reagan biography, giant hardback coffee table book shoulder to shoulder with a Louis L’amour paperback. Dostoyevsky sandwiched between The Hardy Boys. It was like literature whiplash.
My favorite movie of all time is unashamedly Back to the Future (and for the record, I consider all 3 movies to be one continuous film).
For those of you who have been living under a rock since 1985, Back to the Future is a story about a teenager named Marty McFly (played by Michael J Fox) who time travels in a DeLorean with the help of scientist Dr. Emmett “Doc” Brown (played by Christopher Lloyd). The movie is filled with time traveling adventures to the past as well as to the future.
We've all been there. We posted the song on Planning Center in the key of F, (and everyone learned it in F), then on Sunday morning the vocalist can't hit the high-note. She needs it dropped to the key of E... Or, in the middle of rehearsal, you realize it'd be great to flow from one song into the next, but you learned one in the key of B and the other is the key of C. Do you need to run back into the church office and print out new chord charts for the band?
Tragedy struck a family in our church and, while visiting their house, I was called upon to lead worship for a room of grieving family members, with no monitors, no lights, no haze, no band, no confidence monitor, and no advance notice.
And in that moment I found myself with nothing to sing and even less to say.
I remember strumming very poorly through part of a hymn, mumbling a prayer, and leaving the house crushed by my inability to pastor these beautiful people during this precious moment in their lives I had been invited into. Of course, they were incredibly gracious, but I knew that I had failed.