At church on Sunday night I was asked what my favourite worship song was and I gave a fairly rubbish answer, something like:
“I love music, but don’t listen to a lot of worship music. But I love the song ‘how he loves us’”
Now, I do love music, and I do like that song. But the “I don’t listen to a lot of worship music” is just plain rubbish. I listen to loads. There was a time when it might have been true – once upon a time I was fed up of christian / worship music because it all sounded (at least to me) all the same. I wanted music that stirred me to worship God in words and with creative, eclectic sounds.
But either worship music has got better, or I’ve got less angsty because now I listen to loads! I love the passion of Jesus Culture and the way that singing their songs stirs me. I listen again and again to the big sounds of David Crowder. I think Rend Collective are brilliant and can’t help smiling when their songs come on the Ipod. I’m also really enjoying the Worship Central album right now. I have a friend called Trefor who is an amazing singer-songwriter with some brilliant worship songs. I think Pete’s songs are brilliant; they feel like my songs because I’ve sung them so many times in Sheffield. All of these musicians help me worship God and I love listening to and singing their songs.
But I have other worship music too, made by people who aren’t Christians but whose creativity and music pushed me towards God. I love the soundscapes of people like Mount Kimbie, Gold Panda and The Field – they become like a soundtrack to my worshipping and praying life. I really like James Blake – his songs are so sad and often prompt me to be real with God. I could go on – I listen to a bit of hip hop, which often gets me in touch with the angry/justice side of Christianity. I love Dubstep and Drum and Bass, which just connects with me at a very deep deep level, for some reason listening to Jazz makes me think of the holy spirit. I could go on and on.
And all of these are worship songs to me. Because they help me connect with, talk to, sing for and maybe even (when no-ones looking) dance before my maker.
I know it was just a quick question… but that’s what I wish I had said.