Church Series: Part 1

The doors are open.
The usual chatter of teenage tantrums rattle the walls, the thud of their shoes trample the carpet as they make their way to the rows of seats that face the stage like scales on a fish. The lights are on, but only at the front, illuminating the stage. This doesn't attract them like moths though. Instead, the seats fill from the back forward, people clambering keenly so as not to be seen as too keen by sitting up the front.
This place. This place where many seek refuge, where many seek answers. This place where those that know God and want to make Him known come, to share in fellowship, to worship their God and tell him constantly in meaningless lyrics how much they love him. Yet come the next sun rise they fall back into their seemingly busy and important life, filled with meaningless things compared with the existence of God.
These next few posts on my blog will be looking at church - especially focusing on Worship. I want to know why it is that these youth come to these events, what they look for in worship and music and what affect it has in their daily walk with God.

'Till next time...