A Blessed Interruption
“We’ve got no sound,” my husband said as I made my way over to his spot in the sound booth.
Our pastor was doing his best to string sentences together into the mic so the tech team could troubleshoot.
“It was good and then it made a pop,” Josh continued. “Now the mid-range isn’t working…ha, we’ve got ten minutes to fix it.”
Well, there was no fixing it and I sat down feeling pretty giddy. The thought of unplugged voices and instruments, followed by our pastor having to project for the crowd… I tried to find some sympathy for everyone’s to-be-stretched vocal chords but instead found myself praying they’d be stretched and strengthened.
“Good morning everyone,” our pastor’s wife hollered (in a beautiful way, in case you’re reading this ;)). “Our sound is out, so we are going to do this old-school which fits because this building is just as old. Would you all please move forward and get close and comfortable?”
I moved up a few rows with the kids, and everyone else did their own shuffling. A blessing in disguise, to get a bunch of New Englanders squished together to worship. We tend to like our space.
With a piano and a box drum, we began singing praises to our King. What joy, and what gusto! We all were there for Him, unified together in our desire for Him. We shared communion and continued worshiping.
Our pastor came to the front, opened in prayer, and got right into Philippians. He preached a fantastic sermon on sinners and saints, our standing before the Lord, and how this applies in our daily life. If only I could transcribe all that he said - it was so, so good. Convicting, encouraging, truth.
I looked around the room and noticed eyes glued to the front, faces of people deep in thought. My heart swelled with gratitude. To be in a room of people who desperately want Jesus, and want to live according to His Word… to be with other parents who want to raise their children according to His Word… to see strangers-turned-friends sitting nearby… All of us, there because we want to take our faith seriously and see God glorified. What a wonderful little interruption, to have to manage without the normal equipment. Worshiping the way many of our brothers and sisters do across the world. Oh, what a gift!
The sermon ended and we finished* with this song, which fit so well.
“Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom pow’r and love
Our God is an awesome God!”
- Michael W. Smith
Praise the Lord for the work He is doing in His Church! I know our local church is not the only one He is knitting together tighter. Praise Him for the stripping and re-prioritizing He has worked in us over the last year. He is strengthening His Church and drawing us closer to Himself. Hallelujah, we are here for His glory!
If you are local to Southern NH/ME, come join us!
*Edit: It was brought to my attention that we sung the above-mentioned song earlier in worship, and ended with All I Have is Christ. Both songs are excellent, and fit perfectly with our time together Sunday morning.