![]() With the release of new songs weekly and the increased birthing of locally-written songs, worship leaders are providing a steady diet of the latest, greatest worship songs. ![]() Worship is moving to its pre-Reformation mess. Simply put, we are breeding a culture of spectators in our churches, changing what should be a participative worship environment to a concert event. What has occurred could be summed up as the re-professionalization of church music and the loss of a key goal of worship leading – enabling the people to sing their praises to God. At first, this advance in technology led to more powerful congregational singing, but soon, a shift in worship leadership began to move the congregation back to pre-Reformation pew potatoes (spectators). With the advent of new video technologies, churches began to project the lyrics of their songs on a screen, and the number of songs at a church’s disposal increased exponentially. The evolution of the printed hymnal brought with it an explosion of congregational singing and the church’s love for singing increased. The Reformation gave worship back to the people, including congregational singing which employed simple, attainable tunes with solid, scriptural lyrics in the language of the people. The music was performed by professional musicians and sung in an unfamiliar language (Latin). Prior to the Reformation, worship was largely done for the people. These little things are what made our bond special.Worship leaders around the world are sadly changing their church’s worship (often unintentionally) into a spectator event, and people aren’t singing anymore.īefore discussing our present situation, let’s look back into history. We got excited when someone had a (203) or (860) area code. We would talk about our "slang" (if there really is slang) and smile when people didn't know what a package store was, or what it meant to go to a tag sale. We would joke about things going on in our state, because it felt good to talk to people who understood what goes on in a small state. We had this special bond that kids from Massachusetts and other states didn't have. When I was at school in Massachusetts, I met dozens of kids from Connecticut (it was a small school). I came back to Connecticut after spending 2 years at a private college in Massachusetts, not just because I missed being in the home I grew up in, but because I regard the entirety of Connecticut my home. Instead, they learned from the students what they needed to change in the way they teach than force kids to learn a specific way. They encouraged their students to participate in classes and didn't judge if you got the answer wrong. The teachers she had cared more about a student's well-being than teaching to a test. Your schools provided me with more than just a general education on math and English, but cultivated a thriving citizen who was ready to tackle whatever life threw at her. We loved going away, but we were always so ready to be back home in Connecticut.įor (almost) 20 years I called your public school system my home. Still til this day I carry that pain with me.įor 20 years, every time we went on vacation, I was always somewhat relieved when I saw a "Welcome to Connecticut" sign, or when the plane landed and the pilot welcomed us to Bradley International Airport. ![]() Still til this day he probably still doesn't know that's what happened. It took me 2 years in therapy to be able to say that out loud. Anyways, I ended up miscarrying because of how stressed out I was. Yes, mine because my ex clearly did not care about my well being. I didn't want to play the "I am pregnant card" so I went back to school, got 2 jobs and busted my little tail doing anything to provide for MY baby. Well, that was foolish of me because I signed the paperwork and he blocked me on everything and said I was a psycho b*tch and moved in with my friend in the apartment UNDER MY NAME. At this time I had an idea I was pregnant and had minor evidence that he was cheating but I was like who cares. Little did I know he wasn't planning on signing the paperwork, I was. Anyways, this man had promised me all these marvelous things when we were together and he asked me to help him go look at apartments.
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