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| Props | |
| By Psimple | ||||||||
| 25 May 2006 | ||||||||
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With the massive influx of the "mega" church...I begin to wonder if we've lost sight of the heart of worship? Worship Props Worship Props Summary: As new believers we start out with unbounded joy, enthusiasm and seemingly limitless tools. It seems that God is easy to find and we see Him everywhere. What happens to that enthusiasm? Do we lose it? Why does God become so difficult to find? Is it something that we do wrong? Or perhaps, God, in His wisdom, sometimes removes the worship props and leaves us alone on the stage…to seek His presence with a fervor we have lost. To show us clearly that we have replaced our passion for Him, with a passion for the very gifts and tools He has given us…do we seek Him still, when the music fades? Scene opens: The narrator and the worshiper are standing on the stage together. Placed far enough apart as to establish good use of the space. Worshiper: Here I am to worship! Narrator: There you are…alive in Christ. Fresh faith…awareness of God bursting from you in an almost tangible fervor. Worshiper: The heavens declare the glory of the risen Lord! Narrator: You look in the sky and see Him. The sunset proclaims His majesty! The birds sing of His mercy and goodness! Worshiper: I love birds! Narrator: The joy in your heart is reflected in your desire to find new ways to worship Your Creator and new people to share the experience with. (Fellow Worshiper 1 enters carrying a guitar, hands the guitar to Worshiper and joins them onstage) Worshiper and FW1: Crown Him with Many Crowns! The lamb upon His throne! N: You find that two are better than one…creativity abounds and new songs are born. W and FW1: (ad libbing worship rap) Crown Him…crown Him King…Crown who?...The King of Kings…Ooooohhh, the Lord is King…he wears the crown…Not just one crown…Many crowns! N: (Interupting)…And your soul cries out for more! There are so many ways to worship Him!! You search for and find Bible studies that feed your mind and challenge you to think bigger thoughts, deeper thoughts, more worshipful, important thoughts. (FW2 enters carrying a stack of Bible study books and hands them to W, who in turn hands one to FW1 and FW2) N: You study, debate, wrestle with life’s great mysteries. Gallons of coffee are sacrificed in the epic search for the perfect answer to every question of the faith you hold so tightly. FW1: Why do bad things happen to good people? FW2: Pre Trib, Post Trib, or no Trib? W: Were there mosquitos before the fall? N: Relationships grow as you fellowship together and meet weekly at St. Arbucks. Questions beget questions and soon you are asking each other the really big questions… FW1:What is a church? Is it a building? Is it the people? FW2:If it’s the people…do we need the building? W:What ever happened to the good old fashioned church pew? We used to sit side by side, shoulder to shoulder…as God intended. (As the Narrator talks, two people wearing all black enter bringing a small church pew, they set it quietly directly behind W. During the next 4 lines, FW1 and FW2 move closer to W until all three are standing side by side.) FW1: Not anymore, now we have… FW2: Separate chairs… FW1: Separate lives… W: Separate faiths? All: Bring back the pews! (All three sit contentedly side by side on the pew, squished, but close and obviously pleased) N: Our fellowship is strong, church has been redefined, worship is creative and thriving, our minds are stretching and growing. We have found our faith. But have we lost our Father? (The three on the pew look around and notice that there is no room for Him on the bench with them) N: Where is He? Has He hidden Himself from us? Is this a new game? What if we take away the props…(the two prop masters come back and take away the pew) The pew is gone…our definition of “church” and the need to have it defined, fades a bit… For a moment, we put aside the books, the debates, the power of our own deep thinking…it’s hard to hear His thoughts when our own clamor so loudly for attention. (FW2 gathers the books and takes them away…leaving the stage) N: And if for a moment, we quiet our own music and listen again to the songs of the heavens… (FW1 takes the guitar and leaves the stage) N: What if? What if once again it was simply you, alone on the stage with your Creator…no props. (As the Narrator says the final line, he/she slowly backs away and exits the stage, leaving the Worshiper alone) Worshiper singing: When the music fades…all is stripped away, and I simply come. Longing just to bring, something that’s of worth, that will bless Your heart. I’ll bring You more than a song, for a song in itself, is not what You have desired. You search much deeper within, through the way things appear. You’re looking into my heart. I’m coming back to the heart of worship. When it’s all about You, all about You Jesus. I’m sorry Lord, for the thing I’ve made it, When it’s all about You, all about You Jesus.
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