Should I Raise My Hands in Worship
I was 16 years old, with a guitar in my hands, playing and singing in a Church in the heart of Managua, Nicaragua. Playing alongside three other guys from the youth band back home, we didn
I was 16 years old, with a guitar in my hands, playing and singing in a Church in the heart of Managua, Nicaragua. Playing alongside three other guys from the youth band back home, we didn
10 a.m. on Sunday morning. In a small, steepled church, people sing a few old hymns backed by an organ, listen to a sermon, share in Communion and have bad coffee as they laugh and catch up in the church basement afterward.
A few blocks away, in a rehabbed industrial warehouse, a clock on a screen counts down the seconds to the start of the service. Before and after the sermon, a 10-person band led by a young, flannel shirt-wearing, ambient electric guitar-playing worship leader plays highly produced music from an elevated stage accompanied by full lights and a colorful media presentation.