1715 MST. It’s interesting to sit here with the sanctuary empty except for the worship band and myself and listen to the practice.
There’s so much more intimacy. It’s as if the worship service is just for me.
1717 MST As I type this, they’re playing “Revelation Song” and I can hear my wife’s lovely voice rising to heaven, singing “Holy, Holy, Holy.”
It occurs to me that praises sung to God with 1 person in the audience are every bit as much heard as if there were 500.
“You are my everything, and I will adore you…”
They’re singing about Jesus, but they’re singing to me. I’m sitting her almost shuddering with anticipation of what the service will hold tonight.
1720 MST Practice continues…”I Cry Out Your Name”
A Work in Progress 