This little pocket of encouragement came out of inspiration from one of our services a few weeks ago. The words “Come on church“ were said possibly fifteen times across four songs.
“Come on church, let’s sing”
“Come on church, lift your voice”
“Come on church…” etc
In our debrief before the second service, I encouraged the worship leaders to use the phrase “Come on” once… maybe twice at a pinch and set both worship leaders the challenge.
A focus on developing the skill of blending, complementing, standing out, confidence and listening to each other.
Blending is essential when it comes to singing and playing music. If the individual sounds can be pieced together in a way that complements the whole team and creates a unified sound then we are winning.
Everything we add to a song will either enhance it or detract from it so listening closely to others so we can play our part more effectively is essential.
By listening to one another, adapting our part and seeking to blend, individual voices and instruments shouldn’t stand out unless they are intended to.
Joey often refers to three levels of experience when it comes to playing (or singing) in church. Continue reading
The role of a vocal director will change from setting to setting based on needs, team and a variety of variables. Here are some suggestions to get you started.
MIDWEEK: Check who is rostered during the week and let campus oversight know if anyone is unconfirmed, look at songlist, identify any potential challenges as early as possible. Eg new song on the list, give the team an extra heads up.
I had just turned thirteen when I had my first kiss. Rory, the cute, mysterious, dark-haired boy from down the street, had been my boyfriend for a few days when our friends decided it was time we kissed.
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The first time I walked through the door of the abortion clinic was for an appointment to confirm I was pregnant. In my mind, there was no need for confirmation. Since I’d taken the test, the subtle changes in my body were haunting reminders of the secret I was hiding. A sudden thirst for soft drink, cravings for ice cream and a distaste for coffee, which had generally sustained me each day during university and long hours at work.
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I am a writer. I have to write. When I don’t, things get messy, disoriented, clogged up and kinda foggy. Over the past few
Recently, my heart has been stirring for those who capture moments. The storytellers of our time. Photographers and writers alike. It’s those who have inspired me of late.
Expressions of the unseen reflected in lines, light, art. And words. Both the writer and the artist telling stories as history is written. Moments captured of this time.
Last week one of our team collected four shots from a different perspective: behind the stage. Continue reading
Lately, I’ve been feeling the pang of regret. The regret stems from the fact that potentially my book had caused married hearts to wish they had something else. Despising their own marriage.
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Paint your world with gratitude…
My first official role in ‘ministry’ was helping to look after a small team of people who made up our church worship team. It was a role I took very seriously. Very seriously. Continue reading
Writing Daughter Wait! wasn’t something I intended to do. It just happened. A few years ago when I felt the prompt to start writing I began writing. Mostly I wrote messages. Writing messages became blogging and blogging turned into a love affair with words that resulted in me dreaming of one day writing a book. Continue reading