Hey y'all!
Well I had planned to blog at least at the end of every day -- little did I know how BUSY I would be. If any of you have not yet had the pleasure of coming down for GMA Week I would highly encourage you to do it soon. It's an amazing experience - so many different walks of life all brought together by one common thread - glorifying the Lord. That being said, let me let you all in on what might have been my favorite day of GMA Week so far - Day 2, Sunday.
Let me start off by saying that I am Catholic (all you Bill Ballinger's out there, please reserve judgment for the Lord) ;) . Not only am I Catholic, but I was raised as a Catholic, living in a small town outside of Chicago. All of that is to say that the way that religion was represented to me growing up is very different than the way I've come to experience it since living in Nashville. Back home religion isn't talked about as much, or in such depth. You are what you are and really it rarely comes up in conversation. And when you go to church its much like study hall in junior high - you arrive, you sit down quietly, you don't talk, you sing the same organ-based melody 4 times (calling it 4 different songs), and you don't raise your hand unless you have to go to the bathroom. Thus, you may be able to understand that I was a bit apprehensive, and - yes, I'll say it - even dreading attending the 1.5 hour long non-denominational church service, just a tiny bit. I figured I would be in a room with hundreds of people I don't know who would be trying to get me to raise my hands and sing out loud and jump up and down which is something I am not comfortable doing in my time of worship. Not to mention I couldn't imagine what could be talked about for a full hour and a half (our services are usually a solid hour, and half the church - myself NOT included - leaves right after taking communion cutting it down an extra 15 minutes).
Well anyway, I decided to get over myself and put on my non-judgmental cap and headed out the door. I arrived a few minutes early and found my spot. Matt Redmen lead the worship and it was enjoyable - he had great music, lyrics I could connect with, and while a few people threw their hands up in praise, no one was glaring at me or pressuring me to do the same. I swayed a bit to the music, but that was about it. Following Matt's set, founder & director of Passion Conferences,Louie Giglio, got up to speak. He read from a girl's journal and showed a real life example of how her life was turned around by becoming a Christian after many events - one of which was hearing the song "Mighty To Save" for the first time (you can find the whole story at http://sue-n-flower.blogspot.com/2008/08/passion-ashleys-journal.html). After Louie concluded this incredibly inspiring, heartbreaking story Matt came back out to close the service. At this point I was getting that big lump in my throat like you do when you would cry, but don't want a room full of strangers to look at you. Anyway, I was just WAITING for Matt to come on and play "Mighty To Save", a song which I myself love to pieces, and which would have been the perfect ending to the service. He didn't. He played some other song, which I don't remember the name of. It was still nice, still a great song, but not exactly the release and relief I had been expecting. THEN just as the song was coming to an end they did a seamless transition into "Mighty To Save" and this Catholic, uptight, mid-western girl started belting it out as loud as she could as a tear or two rolled down her face. It was incredible. I only wish you all could have been there to share in the experience as well. Unbelievable.
The service was followed by a lunch and performance at 3rd and Lindsley (a popular venue in Nashville) where I saw Jars of Clay perform live for the first time. I was blown away by them as well. They were funny, honest, and their performance was flawless. In short, the whole day was an incredible event that I was blessed to get to participate in.
~Rachel